A happily married family woman and mother explains to a psychotherapist that she has given into a desire to have sex with assorted other men.
That's the plot, folks - about 15 minutes worth, I reckon. Yet it takes an hour and three quarters to tell it in a film peppered with sex scenes which don't actually have any sex in them, substituting coy avoidance instead. Yes, US cinema continues its perverse relationship with sexual matters whereby it is preoccupied with sex, but avoids actually showing an frankness on screen - beware the nipple, civilisation will fall.
This film manages to be lurid, lame, prissy and interminably tedious all at the same time. Do, please, try to avoid it.
That's the plot, folks - about 15 minutes worth, I reckon. Yet it takes an hour and three quarters to tell it in a film peppered with sex scenes which don't actually have any sex in them, substituting coy avoidance instead. Yes, US cinema continues its perverse relationship with sexual matters whereby it is preoccupied with sex, but avoids actually showing an frankness on screen - beware the nipple, civilisation will fall.
This film manages to be lurid, lame, prissy and interminably tedious all at the same time. Do, please, try to avoid it.