A pretty uncompelling effort from a director I admired greatly for Code 46. Famous for its explicit sex scenes which are in fact hampered by the lack of any believable chemistry between the leads and the actresses' limited verbal repertoire of "fuck me" and "faster, faster".
All well and good, but with no character development and scant plot, the sex is merely a freak show. Not the greatest acting, but I guess inevitable given the premise's impact on casting. This may of course account for why they try to pass off a believable motorcycle courier as an unlikely looking and ill-spoken, antarctic climatologist. Maybe I'm just intimidated by his enormous, veiny penis! Disappointing from Winterbottom. An exercise in directorial masturbation perhaps?
All well and good, but with no character development and scant plot, the sex is merely a freak show. Not the greatest acting, but I guess inevitable given the premise's impact on casting. This may of course account for why they try to pass off a believable motorcycle courier as an unlikely looking and ill-spoken, antarctic climatologist. Maybe I'm just intimidated by his enormous, veiny penis! Disappointing from Winterbottom. An exercise in directorial masturbation perhaps?