Yes is an expressionistic 2004 film written and directed by Sally Potter and starring Joan Allen, Simon Abkarian, Sam Neill, Shirley Henderson, and Sheila Hancock. The dialog of the film is almost entirely in iambic pentameter and usually rhymes, a fact which enthralled some critics and enraged others.

The film opens as an unnamed Irish-American microbiologist played by Joan Allen discovers her British businessman husband Anthony (Sam Neill) is having an affair with their goddaughter's mother. Feeling fragile and alone at an elegant London dinner party, she meets a Lebanese Muslim chef (also unnamed) played by Simon Abkarian, who immediately begins seducing her with words. They soon begin a passionate, torrid affair. He tells her of his past in Beirut, where he was a surgeon who became disillusioned after he saved a man's life moments before he was shot dead. She tells him about her childhood, which began in Belfast where she was raised by a loving Marxist aunt before she moved to America.

After a racially driven argument in his restaurant's kitchen, the chef is fired. His connection with the microbiologist begins to implode as he questions the foundation for their relationship and cultural attitudes begin to pull them apart. "From Elvis to Eminem, Warhol's art," he says, "I know your stories, know your songs by heart. But do you know mine? No, every time, I make the effort, and I learn to rhyme, in your English. And do you know a word of my language, even one? Have you heard that 'algebra' was an Arabic man? You've read the Bible. Have you read the Koran?"

She is called away suddenly to Belfast when her aunt (Sheila Hancock) is hospitalized. After the old woman dies, the microbiologist telephones the chef and invites him to travel with her to Cuba, to make the journey her aunt always wanted to make but never did. He, however, has returned to Beirut. She travels alone to Havana where she undergoes an emotional and physical renewal. When she prays to God for some kind of sign that life has meaning, she is interrupted by news that a man is there to see her — it is her lover, the chef, who has suddenly arrived in Cuba to be with her.

The film is punctuated throughout by commentaries and glances from various cleaners and maids who act as a sort of Greek chorus as they look and speak directly to the camera, most notably the microbiologist's doe-eyed housecleaner (Shirley Henderson), who offers various metaphorical bon mots about dirt, germs, and cleanliness and how much they are like the larger world.

Drive anywhere, do what you want, I don't care, tonight I'm in the hands of fate.

In this film, told almost entirely in iambic pentameter, She is a scientist in a loveless marriage to Anthony, a devious politician. He is a Lebanese doctor in self-imposed exile, working as a chef in a London restaurant. They meet at a banquet and fall into a carefree, passionate relationship. But the contempt He perceives as a Muslim immigrant to the UK causes him to break up with She, offering little in the way of explanation, and return to his homeland. She drags his reasons out of him little by little and tries to sympathize. Keenly feeling the loss of his love, She flies to Havana to sort things out on the beach and in the cabarets. She sends him a ticket, but harbors no illusions that He will join her in this Carribean melting pot... Written by Joe Jurca