I wonder if there re more long-time married couples who
grate on each other’s nerves almost constantly than ones who, in that clichéd
way, still love each other like they did when they first got married. I think
I’ve lways been cynical about this, but it seems nearly impossible to spend
thirty-plus years with someone, with all the compromise, dreams deferred, and
just plain putting up with minor irritations that eventually balloon into major
offenses, without building up a foundation weakened by resentments (however big
or small) and displeasure. These couples do tend to make for more interesting
drama anyway. In Le Week-End, a
British couple whose children are grown and recently departed take an
anniversary trip to Paris where they last visited for their honeymoon. Though
it’s not explicitly expressed, this seems to be a trip designed for
relationship revitalization. But ny two people who have been at each other’s
throats for as many years as they have are likely to continue the practice on a
weekend getaway.
