Cinema: Love Affair

The Yugoslav heroine of Love Affair jounces and flounces down the streets of Belgrade, ogled by passers-by who admire both the clothing without and the body within. The oglers are only half justified. The body is beautiful—as the film demonstrates later when it bares almost every splendid millimeter for inspection. But the dresses are frumpy and styleless; the huge, block-heeled shoes look like Minnie Mouse's discards. As with much Eastern European couture, what appears hip at home may seem antique elsewhere, and the Yugoslav wardrobe in this case is matched by some equally square film fashions.

The movie begins with a sobersided...

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