Instead of presenting the fall, Longinotto takes the emotion for granted and delves into its many forms and facets. For every instant of a restrained couple embracing in woodlands, or two boys duelling for the honour of a pretty girl in a Sunday afternoon romp in the park, cultural taboos are also presented. The opening shot is a train entering a tunnel, conjuring recollections of forbidden romance a la Brief Encounter (1945) but also the motif's use as bawdy sexual metaphor when such things were required. Transgressions are returned to throughout the runtime with interracial and homosexual relationships highlighting changing attitudes - a series of cuttings from My Beautiful Laundrette (1985) neatly explores both. This is not just love, but Britain's evolving idea of it, culminating in footage from a gay wedding in 2014. One of the most striking scenes sets a silent tale of exotic seduction and an unfaithful husband to the raw sexuality of Hawley’s jagged chords. It's in those moments unburdened from story that Love Is All traces the wordless contours of our national cinematic love affairs and truly soars.
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