I haven’t read the book, but I adore the film! The scene in the rain where Robert is waiting for Francesca gets me all worked up with tears and I keep saying, “go, go, go,” and when the scene is over I’m just an emotional mess.
Francesca: I had thoughts about him I hardly knew what to do with, and he read every one. Whatever I wanted, he gave himself up to, and in that moment everything I knew to be true about myself was gone. I was acting like another woman, yet I was more myself than ever before.
The Bridges of Madison County (1995)
Photographer Robert Kincaid wanders into the life of housewife Francesca Johnson, for four days in the 1960s.