Angling to be Anger but more like Bromide
27 November 2008 | by fuzon (London, England)
*** This review may contain spoilers ***
A fairly ropey old 70s porn flick, distinguished by a few outré ideas, some nods towards 60s avant garde cinema and one extraordinarily well achieved long shot involving a man walking around a fountain.
The film begins with the young blond hunk of a protagonist lying in bed. A sound-only flashback has him in an argument with his wife - he no longer finds her sexually attractive, and he tells her in the most brutally matter-of-fact manner imaginable, along the lines of "when I slide into you, I am thinking of anyone but you." Considering how little he's spared her feelings, she sounds pretty sanguine about it.
