Antonioni and Walter Hugo Khouri are the same person basically.
Films about the lust of men, and where a duo of women are the ones who suffer. Here the confrontation is even more intense, because it means something more than just an empty night.
The differences are that the italian uses space and time in a way of exausting you with the characters' emotions, while the brazilian chooses for a more menacing, direct attack.
If this surprises you with the…