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Recently watched these two movies. Both are about a relationship that involves three (and more) people, and a house where two women and one man live. Yet the two stories are totally different, the relationships so. The ingredients for love may be unknown and are definitely not absolute, but it could be more about how we act than what we do. Sex, for instance, could mean intercourse, love-making or rape. While the last one may be more obvious to tell and the other two a bit ambiguous, there are distinctions between each of these (supposedly). There is no way in which we should define any of the actions, but shan’t we open ourselves to love that makes us happy? Vicky Christina Barcelona and The Duchess may help understand/remind where we are.