This film represents a certain genre popular in the 90s, where the focus of the film was a bunch of twenty a thirty-something old friends talking about personal and sexual relationships. It is as boring and formulaic as it gets.
You get exactly the characters you would expect in such a film. We have extreme feminists, weakling husbands worried about what is cheating and what is not, feeling guilty about a hand-job from a massage girl. We have a married couple who screw around with whoever they want (simply because they have an agreement to be liberal in their relationship and not tell their spouse about their adventures). Then another couple about to get married asking the question: "Is watching adult films cheating?" And the last but not least a writer with some pseudo-intellectual crap about how people are not more than animals and monogamy is not natural.
It is predictable and you can guess the ending 15 minutes into the film. For a film claiming to talk about controversial adult topics it seriously lacks in the nudity department.
I am very happy this sub-genre died with the 90s and I hope it's never coming back.
You get exactly the characters you would expect in such a film. We have extreme feminists, weakling husbands worried about what is cheating and what is not, feeling guilty about a hand-job from a massage girl. We have a married couple who screw around with whoever they want (simply because they have an agreement to be liberal in their relationship and not tell their spouse about their adventures). Then another couple about to get married asking the question: "Is watching adult films cheating?" And the last but not least a writer with some pseudo-intellectual crap about how people are not more than animals and monogamy is not natural.
It is predictable and you can guess the ending 15 minutes into the film. For a film claiming to talk about controversial adult topics it seriously lacks in the nudity department.
I am very happy this sub-genre died with the 90s and I hope it's never coming back.