I could think of dozens of films better delving into that subject, starting with Wild Strawberries, for instance. But I guess we all have different vision of human seasons! :) I would suggest Autumn of a Pig would be more appropriate title in case of that gem.
The Conformist, in my view, makes a passing grade, but I fail to see how Trintingant being brilliant makes Bertolucci great director.
However, if one were to pick the film that best reflected the director's feeble aging lecher's nature, that would be The Dreamers piece of dreck... considering that the Tango today is nothing but a stale, boring and dated piece of impotent man's dry dream.
