If you had a crew following along on one of your own erotic escapades you'd cringe and laugh at the insipid dialogue produced by your own voice which in fact is more how it goes if you think about it. The sex, thankfully, is real. Devoid of hyper-erotic porno-gymnastics nor any of the infuriating cold hearted pantomime out of Hollywood. A personal film in a very good way. A slow burning, mental chamber piece.
Although it efficiently tests the limits of a certain masculine boundary when it comes to imagination, desire, sex - "important" stuff - I wonder who is to be enlightened here. Testament alone that I'm saying Noe is successful, and the texture of the film is stunning, a grainy lush haze. Pointedly self-effacing? For the guys who when asked by a woman for their wildest fantasy can only come up with "two women".
An interesting and bold movie that could probably only have been made by Noé. His most honest and heartfelt so far. An emotional and at times uncomfortable journey. But uncomfortable is good, in small doses. The film feels too long, though, so your thoughts might wander at times. The amount of unsimulated sex scenes overstay their welcome too, in my opinion. And Murphy's voiceover doesn't work for me. 3.5/5