El masaje

In this movie, Mimi Rogers is naked!

Mimi Rogers plays a successful art gallery owner who gets weekly full body massages to relieve her 'tensions' (pun definitely intended). Her usual masseuse skips out and sends in this other guy who talks and talks and talks while, wait for it, massaging Mimi's body.

This is as deep as the plot gets. But, if one is watching this movie, that is not the least of their concern. Because, in this movie, Mimi Rogers is naked!!

She, a voluptuous woman (38D-26-36!!!!), gets all oiled up, and you can fully see her buttocks and breasts, which get massaged for a long time, and guess what? They are real! Now, some of you might be wondering why I keep talking about Mimi Rogers's body - which is naked in this movie, by the way. That's because this is an erotic movie, and that's all there is to it.

There has not been an erotic movie with a plot of reasonable depth other than 'Kama Sutra,'and 'Full Body Massage' proves this point.

My review of this movie would have been 2/10, but thanks to Mimi Rogers, who is naked in this movie, it gets an 8/10. Keep in mind that just 3 years after this movie, Mimi Rogers wears a body-hugging spacesuit in 'Lost in Space,' which is a family movie... (awkward)

Full Body Massage is an erotic movie with Mimi Rogers, who shows that perfection can be achieved without plastic surgery, and it's a must see for all fans (erotic movie fans and Mimi Rogers fans).

I saw this for the first time few days back n it is crystal clear that i came here for the boobs but i also wanted to check out the conversations between the masseur n the client. I thot maybe I can learn a thing or two since I am a professional trainer, but alas the chats r boring n not at all engrossing.

There is absolutely no plot but mundane talks.

Absolutely no thrill.

The only redeeming thing is Mimi's natural jugs.

As a personal gym instructor sometimes even in our fraternity we swap clients, take each others' classes but nobody gets philosophical with clients.

Whatever said n done, I somehow managed to pull thru the entire movie without fast forwarding it.

Contrary to most of the other lay reviewers, I am a serious student of holistic health practices, esp. eastern traditions- and I was not looking for much gratuitious sex...although the nudity was o.k. I thought Brian Brown did a good job (and apparently he has had some training in massage) -I thought the acting was good, and I liked the way that the "dilemma" of sexuality vs. health treatment was handled.

Mimi Rogers, always a treat for the eyes, was believable as a conflic- ted yuppie with good taste, inquiring mind, and hungry libido. I have recommended this film to others who are massage/holistic health buffs. It would not appeal to many people who are just looking for spicy sex, however.

The film is really just Bryan Brown giving Mimi Rogers a massage while they talk of various things, mostly philosophical, and interspersed with flashbacks of their respective lives. You could say that it's slow, and I suppose that it is, but I found this movie to be refreshingly different. No car chases, no guns, no drugs, no smart-assed hero. Mimi Rogers spends a fair amount of time naked and this is, of course, very, very, very, very aesthetically pleasing. I have to wonder about Imdb's rating system when the "weighted average" is 5.6 and the real average is 7.6. At least they do publish the mean and median scores.

I can't really remember much of what this film was supposed to be about, some sort of philosophical ramblings delivered whilst a bloke massages a woman. Who cares? The fact is, you get to see a lot of the glorious Mimi Rogers and her awesome breasts and magnificent buttocks. If that makes me sound like a sad pervert, so be it. To be honest the rest of the film sent me to sleep. How is it that I have to drag myself to work very day and Bryan Brown gets to oil Mimi Rogers up for a living? Okay, so he has some acting talent - not a lot mind you - and I have none, but it's still not fair. In my opinion his finest hour was not his version of Hamlet at the Old Vic but keeping his pants under control during this shoot.... I certainly take my hat off to him for that.