This composer have written a musical piece entitled Pictures at an exhibition in which he translates in sound his feelings inspired by watching different pictures. Here it's the same idea: erotic dreams from a art gallery. I watched it for Briana scene, which is really poor action: she plays with Mark Davis on a strange table (a big purple planisphere in the middle?) and either they or either the camera is upside down so there is no blood boiling here! Totally skip-able!