Constance, Diane Lane, and Edward, Richard Gere, live an affluent life in the green New York City suburbs with their 9 year old son. It?s a comfortable, contained existence without maybe a lot of passion. And then one windy day in Soho Constance is literally swept off her feet by Paul, Olivier Martinez. Their affair is marked by a freedom of physical passion, and in Constance by guilt and exhilaration. Edward perhaps senses that something is up with his wife but it isn?t until he catches her telling a small lie that he decides to have her investigated. And so the pain begins to accrue. Instead of the austere formality of Chabrol?s film director Adrian Lyne has, as you might expect with him, emphasised the passion and the rawness of emotion that is inherent in the story. He?s an elegant and stylish filmmaker. Diane Lane is amazingly good as this nice, decent woman whose transgression is upon her almost before she has a chance to think about it. And it?s a very mature performance from Richard Gere. Olivier Martinez is charming and delicious, prerequisites for the role of Paul. What I like about the film is that it doesn?t moralise, it just tells the story of these three people caught up by a windy day and by passions lurking inside them that they might never have suspected were there. I loved the Chabrol film, but I think Lyne has not only respected and paid homage to his source but produced a fine film in his own right.