There is nothing romantic in this film about a woman looking for physical love through a journey of sexual adventures, one leading to her giving birth (signifying some sort of redemption) at the end, where there is a possibly symbolic funeral of whoever that died at the end of the film.
At the beginning, we were introduced to a couple in which the man is impotent, yet able to seperate love from sex, and the woman, who longs for sex, also able to seperate sex from love. She commented that she could only kiss someone she truly love. Obscuredly, she kissed no-one in the movie but would happily get paid to have a stranger kissed her virgina. (The stranger later raped her, leaving her crying out "I'm not ashamed." deliriously.) The man disliked being touched and lived in a sterile apartment, and he thought he made the woman pregnant with his child. At one stage he asked the woman whether they should get married.
A lot of things in the movie doesn't make sense and doesn't require any sense anyway. The orgy where the virginae and the faces of the women owning them were seperated by a wall so the upper bodies of the women stayed with supposedly their partners, while the lower bodies of the women got penetrated by a group of men, was equally meaningless. Maybe it's just her fantasy, in which she can 100% succeed in avoiding any chance of being kissed on the upper body but still enjoy reaching sexual climax. She repeatedly attempted to enjoy bondage also yet she gained no pleasure. She desired a good lovemaking, but I don't think she got any when she got pregnant; being examined internally was her only sex at the end of the movie.
So what's romantic about a movie titled Romance? Nothing, except if you perceive the word romantic to mean absurd, unrealistic and silly. I give it a good thought to whether I should rate this movie a big fat "zero": maybe I should give it a 1 or a 2 for stimulating my thought on sterility and sexuality, or on the duality of emotional love and physical love, or even the chance to see a fetus crowning as it got pushed through the birth canal.
Then I realize how this movie has wasted approximately 120 minutes of my time, viewing it and confusing my thoughts because of it.