Random hearts - 1999

I liked it, very much. It's a strange movie, all psychological, all about dealing with difficult emotions. We have Kay (Kristin Scott Thomas), a congresswoman or something; she has a husband, a teenage daughter, friends, and she thinks she knows where she stands. We have Dutch (Harrison Ford), a policeman of internal affairs, huntind down dirty cops, who has a beautiful wife and is happy with her. Right at the beginning we have a plane crash, and realise that Kay's husband Cullen and Dutch's wife Peyton were both on it, and died in the crash. At first none of them is worried. Cullen had told Kay that he was going to New York and she's shocked to learn that he was on the plane to Miami. Dutch finds out that Peyton lied to him, and wasn't travelling for work, so he starts investigating. Guessing that she was going with a man, he checks the passengers list and is convinced that she was having an affair with the man sitting next to her: Cullen. Dutch wants to talk to Kay to learn more about it. How long was it going on, and everything else he can find. He becomes obsessed by them. At first Kay doesn't want to talk about it: she doesn't want her daughter or the journalists to learn about it, but soon she joins him when he goes to Miami. He wants to know where they went, where they stayed, what they did, imagining them together in that place. He finds it very difficult to accept that he never knew, never noticed anything, never suspected, when in his line of work sorting out the lies from the truth is key. They are both in great pain, of course, but they deal with it differently. He's deep in his obsession, while she suffers in silence, trying to go on living, somehow.
Back from Miami they almost do it in the car, which is not as absurd as it may seem. Shortly after, he leaves her a map to get to his cabin, if she wants him. She goes, they have sex. Many things bring them to this: they're both attractive, of course, but there's more. I think sex might be a natural response for them who have been touched by death, as a sort of call-to-life thing, a I'm-alive-living-and-feeling yell. Anger at the cheating spouses, maybe, but most importantly they are the only people on earth with whom they can be honest with, right now, the only ones that understand what they are going through, that really know. This could be a new beginning for both of them, but it would be too easy, right? It wouldn't be right, either. She wants to be with him because she feels free to be herself but also a new woman that comes out only when they are alone together. She would like to forget Cullen and Peyton with him, but he can't, his obsession doesn't let him free.
He's looking for an explanation that he can't find, and she realises they can't be together now, and goes her separate way. She spends time with her daughter during the Christmas holidays, she loses the election and now, a not-specified number of weeks after they last met, while she's about to catch a plane to go back home, she finds him waiting for her. She wouldn't agree on catching a later flight to be with him now: good, better not to rush things this time, but she accepts when he asks her to see each other again, watch a movie together, things like that. She keeps smiling, and I love the way she can't keep her distance. She touches him in a way that shows all her feelings. She can't avoid touching him. I love that scene, that right ending. It's a lovely, delicate, emotional movie.