Histoires de sexe(s)

I guess pun intended ... yes say it was. Now unlike other movies of the same nature, it is very hard (another pun you say?) to skip or fast forward most of the (explicit) sex scenes. Especially because many of them are very short in nature - hey if you read stuff into what I'm writing ... maybe it isn't completely unintended ;) Innuendos aside though, you have men and women talking about their "adventures" outside marriage.

That is quite titilating in itself, really showing everything goes into hardcore territory. As I mentioned, with other movies by Olivie (the female of the duo directing here) you could if you wanted to easily fast forward through all the sex stuff, because it was almost treated like porn and that you could skip and concentrate on the story. Here many of those scenes are not long enough for that, you push the button and it's already over before you ... ah well more innuendos. Maybe me writing about this makes it sound funnier than it is. Overall this may spark some couple fantasy thing or make people mad about the other sex/gender ... it will all depend on your moral standards

In the soggy tradition of SHORTBUS and 9 SONGS comes SEX STORIES. This tedious talkfest, punctuated by brief XXX flashbacks, is a bore made by pseudo-intellectuals for, you guessed it, pseudo-intellectual porn fans.

Ovidie, known for her XXX acting roles and mainstream appearance, cum on the face and all in the film festival circuit stinker THE PORNOGRAPHER, co-directed with Jack Tyler, whoever that might be. Their collaboration amounts to a double zero.

Basic structure is a bunch of the guys sitting around talking about their conquests, while the gals do likewise in a typical coffee klatch. The sex that unfolds is desultory, and in common with the fake "high-mindedness" here, it is strictly safe sex. Even a blow job is executed with a condom on, safe to be sure but uncinematic.

One attractive couple earns the lion's share of the porn footage and a cover photo on the DVD box to boot. My favorite was a blonde woman named Nomi, who appears in other Ovidie videos, and who is a dead ringer for one of my favorite '70s actresses, Mariangela Melato (memorable star opposite Giannini in Wertmuller's classic SWEPT AWAY).

The DVD box calls this a comedy, but it's about as funny as a Henry Jaglom home movie. Thank God that twerp never ventured into hardcore territory (or even near the line like his fellow bottom-of-the-barrel auteur Amos Kollek has).