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The cast tries but rarely achieves an authenticity of emotional intimacy, as if everyone knows they're going to be cut away from -- how else to say it? -- prematurely.
Neither as extreme nor, for that matter, as interesting as its troublesome title.
YPF caused a minor sensation at last year's Toronto Film Festival, but I guess the chance to see Canucks even partially disrobed is a selling point up there.
In truth, Canadian filmmaker Martin Gero's very funny and insightful feature debut is far less shocking than its detractors -- most of whom haven't even seen it -- would have you believe.
Like some of the erotic acts it purveys, Y.P.F. is pleasant rather than pleasurable.
Sorry, but intercourse is not the main course here. Instead, this is a literal sex comedy where laughs are sought, and often found, at every stage of the act, from 'foreplay' to 'afterglow'.
It's just a non-stop even flow of whining from people who have nothing to whine about.
If this is meant to be representative of 'modern relationships,' count me out.
The smaller scale also holds some solid indie charm.
Like life, it's sweet, messy, awkward, and dull.
A more accurate moniker for this sex comedy might be Attractive White People Nattering On.
Actually a pretty staid affair, showing much less nudity than most R-rated films and coming down firmly, for the most part, in the pro-monogamy camp.
Its willingness to tackle common, yet squirm-inducing sexual predicaments with blunt, sometimes hysterical wordplay will certainly command attention.
The jarring skips required for clockwork peeks into each sexual narrative turn all the participants into reductive character sketches, spouting pithy one-liners and sporting ready-to-wear emotions on their sleeves.
A smart and funny look at how people react under extreme sexual pressure.
It is, in short, a 'funny because it's true' comedy for adults, a potentially commercial film of the sort we should be making in this country. It has a sense of joy. No one in it ever contemplates suicide.
There's too much talk and not enough action in the balance and eventually the straitjacket structure of the script is a schematic that grows tiresome.
...a fast-paced and very funny look at contemporary relationships.
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