Sorprendente, me ha encantado.

The recounting of a passionate relationship that turns into a life long of sadistic torture. The film is very disturbing with it's horrific portrayal of a sexual odyssey gone wrong but lacks the photography of Polanski's greats , but some of the imag... (read more) The recounting of a passionate relationship that turns into a life long of sadistic torture. The film is very disturbing with it's horrific portrayal of a sexual odyssey gone wrong but lacks the photography of Polanski's greats , but some of the imagery still stings--the sex game revealing the man peaking from behind the dresser with the pig mask or Peter Coyote climaxing and grabbing the dog. And like most of Polanski's films the end packs a punch leaving you sick.

A surprisingly wonderful sex comedy from Polanski. I really didn't see this one coming!

This has to be one of most rude, funny, blisteringly critical of Polanski's dark comedies since Rosemary's Baby. Peter Coyote plays a writer of very bad prose who is fancying himself as Henry Miller-in-Paris (replete with a corny-but-gorgeous Vange... (read more) This has to be one of most rude, funny, blisteringly critical of Polanski's dark comedies since Rosemary's Baby. Peter Coyote plays a writer of very bad prose who is fancying himself as Henry Miller-in-Paris (replete with a corny-but-gorgeous Vangelis theme in the background as backdrop) who meets his Anais Nin.

It all to goes to hell from there. "Here piggy piggy!"

This is dark, gut-bursting hilarious material that spares no one from the lampoon. Not even those of us watching it! Hugh Grant is always well-cast (sometimes he is not) as a bourgeois wanderling snared in Coyote's web.

Disgustingly beautiful, this 2h30 hour ode to messed up relationships takes us from one excruciating scene to the next with Polanski's brilliant touch... Sadism at its finest. Coyote and Seigner outdo each other throughout.