Very good acting. Not often you see an Australian film made in Paris with French actors; also Franco-Australian and polyglot Martin George Swabey.
It has a bittersweet feel to it all
At first you have a very yucky ad-like perfect nuclear family; then it blows up; well we did say nuclear; always a possibility ...
The main actress is plausible in most scenes; plausible as an angelic housewife; plausible as a high-class escort. The main actor plays the twisted self-pitying soul to perfection.
It unrolls effortlessly and STYLISHLY all the way through
I personally often accuse films of lacking rhythm; lacking beat. This one has oodles of both. But a slow lancinating one.
The only slight blemish if wishing to be picky is that it is a film where men are untrustworthy bestards (sic) but you would not have a story otherwise; touch of the Girl Power if one considers that selling one's God-given charms is a liberation; which is intimated at least once ... or twice
Anyway overall an UNUSUAL piece an accomplished piece; we hope the director Josephine Mackerras will strike again soon
