What starts as a clinical, no-holds-barred look at a forty-something family man who has sex with men but doesn't identify as homosexual shifts, as soon as this detail is established, into a psychosexual thriller about his obsession with a young law student, Christian, but it isn't really clear how the sexuality presented first relates to the obsession presented later, and nor is the fixation clearly with Christian's Beauty (I mean, probably) or his youth, openness, freedom, sex - is it something borne of jealous? - and this ambiguity - and the likely reason for it - not that Christian is into it or that wives and families condone it, but just that, well, homosexual sex is aberrant) is more troubling than the thriller is thrilling.
★★★☆☆
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