Eva

5.9
19621h 40m

Best-selling author Tyvian Jones has a life of leisure in Venice, Italy, until he has a chance encounter with sultry Frenchwoman Eva Olivier. He falls for her instantly, despite already having wedding plans with Francesca Ferrara. Winning Eva's affection proves elusive; she's more interested in money than in love. But Tyvian remain steadfast in his obsession, going after Eva with a fervor that threatens to destroy his life.

Cast

Photo of Jeanne Moreau

Jeanne Moreau

Eva Olivier

Photo of Stanley Baker

Stanley Baker

Tyvian Jones

Photo of Giorgio Albertazzi

Giorgio Albertazzi

Sergio Branco Malloni - a Movie Director (uncredited)

Photo of James Villiers

James Villiers

Alan McCormick - a Screenwriter

Photo of Virna Lisi

Virna Lisi

Francesca Ferrara

Photo of Riccardo Garrone

Riccardo Garrone

Michele - a Player

Photo of Lisa Gastoni

Lisa Gastoni

The Red-Headed Russian

Photo of John R. Pepper

John R. Pepper

The Little Boy

Photo of Vittorio De Sica

Vittorio De Sica

(uncredited)

Photo of Ignazio Dolce

Ignazio Dolce

(uncredited)

Photo of Joseph Losey

Joseph Losey

Patron at Harry's Bar (uncredited)

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Reviews

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CinemaSerf

5/10

Stanley Baker ("Tyvian") is a rough man from the Welsh mining school of hard knocks who has written an internationally recognised bestseller. When he finds himself in Venice, not only is he, culturally, a fish out of water but also finds himself the target of a mysterious and manipulative Jeanne Moreau ("Eve") who quickly ensnares him in a web of charm and seduction rendering him impotent to her toxic power over him. It's beautifully shot on location but otherwise I found it all a little pretentious. Both principal characters polarise and epitomise the worst in each other - and of society in general. His poor, downtrodden fiancée "Francesca" (Virna Lisi) is probably the only person in the film with whom you could possibly empathise; and frankly I think she would be far better advised to leave them both to it and explore the Murano glassworks instead. It is quite an interesting historical retrospective of life in Venice in the early 1960s, but otherwise I think Joseph Losey has rather over-indulged himself.

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