Second viewing.
The unfaithful husband, his frigid wife, her promiscuous sister. And the pervert who gets off watching home video.
This is a romantic comedy in disguise, or perhaps a satire (of romantic comedies) in disguise. I was fooled on my first viewing, even though what the film stands for (at the closing of the eighties of all times) is now clear as water. Many others were fooled as well (see the awards it has received), and while that is no excuse, it is a consolation of sorts. But I refuse to consider it as a bad film. The sheer boldness of its concept should absolve it. I guess.
Rating: 51 (down from 71)
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