Adele's life is changed when she meets Emma, a young woman with blue hair, who will allow her to discover desire, to assert herself as a woman and as an adult. In front of others, Adele grows, seeks herself, loses herself and ultimately finds herself through love and loss.
A woman on the run from the mob is reluctantly accepted in a small Colorado town. In exchange, she agrees to work for them. As a search visits town, she finds out that their support has a price. Yet her dangerous secret is never far away...
After losing her virginity, Isabelle takes up a secret life as a call girl, meeting her clients for hotel-room trysts. Throughout, she remains curiously aloof, showing little interest in the encounters themselves or the money she makes.
A man named Seligman finds a fainted wounded woman in an alley and he brings her home. She tells him that her name is Joe and that she is nymphomaniac. Joe tells her life and sexual experiences with hundreds of men since she was a young teenager while Seligman tells about his hobbies, such as fly fishing, reading about Fibonacci numbers or listening to organ music. Written by
Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
While the film features unsimulated sex, exposed genitals and penetration, these were digital compositions of pornographic actors onto the bodies of the film's actors. See more »
When Joe parks Jerome's Jaguar (after Jerome failing to do so), the shot from the outside shows that the car is parked between two other cars, one in front and one behind theirs. When however, the shot changes to the back seat towards the front, we see that there is no car in front, just empty road. See more »
Well, if three is a crowd, then seven must be a bit of a challenge for the pretty miss. I must say I have a hard time picturing her enjoying loneliness.
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Near the very end of the credits there is this disclaimer: "None of the professional actors had penetrative sexual intercourse and all such scenes where [sic] performed by body doubles." See more »
First off, if you want to see a movie that depicts sexual compulsion in an engrossing and compelling way, see Shame starring Michael Fassbender.
This film is not porn, not particularly raunchy, not in the least bit sexy, nor shocking in the least. What it is is a tiresome, disjointed, and utterly pedantic piece of faux-art.
The dialogue is so bad with its philosophical pontification that I physically winced many times throughout the film. This is the sort of wincing one does not at challenging art but at amateur, college level film. It screams intellectual phoney in every other scene.
Why is this film even 4 hours long? Because Von Trier was too lazy to pare it down for us. It's like when your friend posts 300 photos of his art project on his website and expects you to pick your 10 favorite, because he can't be arsed to do his own editing.
Lars Von Trier's surname, although pronounced differently in his native tongue, is very telling if pronounced as an English word. Try and try again, his scam art fools the gullible masses who will imbue his work with meaning themselves. It is akin to religion -- lacking in both profundity and truth.
Do not let the cult of Von Trier brainwash you into believing.
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