Tell me you love me. I love you. Tell me you dont. I dont love you.
By the time this exchange takes place, deep inside Michelangelo Antonionis “LAvventura,” the conversation has nothing to do with love. It is more like an attempt to pass the time–like a game of solitaire, or flipping a coin. There is not even the possibility that the characters are in love, can love, have loved, will love.