I don't quite understand what the movie closer is trying to tell us at the end.

The dermatologist set a trap for Jude Law's writer. He pretended to be in love with Alice in order to get Jude back to Alice and grab something to eat.

The same is often true in love, and what others have is good.

Dermatologists use divorce as an excuse to have an affair with Julia, a photographer, in order to make Jude jealous and give herself an advantage in subtle situations. Jude's writer was fooled, and the photographer beauty who was single again was not as eager as before.

So, the photographer finally returned to the dermatologist's side, and they were very happy. After the affair, nothing can disturb them any more.

Alice is still beautiful and more obsessed with cigarettes than ever before. She grew up and became more beautiful.

Only the writer Jude got nothing. Oh, he got a good time with Alice, but he didn't cherish this young love. He didn't even have Alice's real name, but Alice told him a name she saw on the tablet. Only the dermatologist knows Alice's real name, but the dermatologist doesn't believe it.

In the four corners of love, the most dominant writer catches nothing.