2 lovers, one summer, and the 9 songs that defined them.
Matt, a young glaciologist, soars across the vast, silent, icebound immensities of the South Pole as he recalls his love affair with Lisa. They meet at a mobbed rock concert in a vast music hall - London's Brixton Academy. They are in bed at night's end. Together, over a period of several months, they pursue a mutual sexual passion whose inevitable stages unfold in counterpoint to nine live-concert songs.
There is one thing worse than really bad porn.
And that's pretentious porn.
Michael Winterbottom’s most controversial film is about a British glaciologist (Kieran O’Brien) and an American exchange student (Margo Stilley) who meet at a concert in London and embark on a passionate sexual love affair, which seems to reach its most transcendent peaks after they immerse themselves in live music. Cutting between real, explicit sex and a snapshot of indie rock as it stood in 2004 – Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, The Von Bondies, Elbow, Primal Scream, The Dandy Warhols, Super Furry Animals and Franz Ferdinand all contributed special live sets – it’s an odd mixture of art porn and concert film that in some ways feels more prescient of longform, sexually explicit music video than the kind of utopian erotic…
Who would have thought unsimulated sex could look so bland and be so uninteresting to witness.
I sat through this film yesterday when it was called '28 Hotel Rooms' - that film had actual actors, it didn't use sex as a gimmick and it actually tried to develop characters. This just feels exploitive - to the actors and the audience. There is no time spent developing any kind of relationship or background, no time spent on conversation, no time spent doing anything except going to gigs and fucking.
I'm just glad that Winterbottom knows how to pick a soundtrack, otherwise this would have been an unbearable 66 minutes.
“Dear Penthouse Forum: I never believed your letters were true, until I had an experience that changed my mind. I’m a British Antarctic researcher named Matt (Kieran O’Brien), considered good-looking by my friends. One day I met a hot American named Lisa (Margo Stilley), and I could tell she’d be into everything! By night, we’d go to concerts by hipster in-bands like Von Bondies and Franz Ferdinand; by later-that-night, we’d do drugs and have graphic sex. Oral, bondage, full-on money shots—you name it! We even got director Michael Winterbottom to shoot us on grainy video. I never got to know a thing about Lisa, but that’s okay, because I don’t know anything about myself, either! I can just reflect metaphorically on the experience while flying over polar ice, and maybe try to convince myself that there was a point to it besides a pretentious experiment in high-concept art porn.”
Utterly insufferable, but watched on behalf of a feature on 21st Century British Sexploitation for Popoptiq.
You can read that here www.popoptiq.com/britishsexploitation/.
I'm watching all the shitty, long-forgotten arthouse movies so you don't have to, think of it as a public service.
I was reading the reviews of Uber-Wanker Gaspar Noe's Love, having just fast forwarded through it for the sex scenes.
I was going to write a one-line dismissive review on that film, happy with all that I'd seen of it as it seemed to me like it was no more than porn and I honestly think Noe, although super-talented, makes really shit films.
It reminded me of seeing 9 songs in the cinema and thinking it was a really tender and beautiful study of a relationship...apparently most of Letterboxd thinks I have that the wrong way around.
Thank you, movie, for making sex as boring as it was before my divorce.
"The most sexually explicit film in British Cinema (The Guardian)" may also be the most boring.
I do not understand how this film could make the unsimulated sex so bland and uninteresting. Actually, I do. It's because the characters have no backstory or any kind of relationship. All they do is go to concerts and fuck.
At least it was only 67 minutes of my time, and the music was good.
Wow, that was really boring.
*sees girlfriend masturbating*
(sad music starts playing)
Ay, las canciones, *_*
[on Antarctica]: "Claustrophobia and agoraphobia in the same place, like two people in a bed."
não você pela edição estranha e voice over's desnecessários até teria saido algo bem interessante, ao menos provocativo é.
Great and simple film. Not for everyone because of its content but very interesting approach to filmmaking. Handheld cameras and natural lighting create such reality that you feel as if you're those people. Whether you're a guy or a girl. Very charming and artistically satisfying. Highly recommend to check it out if you're into erotic cinema.
All the films listed in the B.F.I. book "British Trash Cinema" by I.Q. Hunter.
I've added a quite a few…
Hot, naughty, dirty, sensual movies.