The Sentiment of the Flesh (2010)

While I did not find this French film to be exceptionally riveting, The Sentiment of the Flesh held my interest well and never let go, from start to finish. The actors who play the couple fill their roles with verve, if not panache; they deliver their scenes without getting in the way. In short, they tell their story. (As it unfolded, I found myself thinking: OK, this is a French film, so there will be nudity... Check. Sex... Check. Monkey sex... Check.) Aside from that, though, what a story! A medical illustrator in training meets a radiology doctor and discovers that they both have a fetish for anatomy--in particular, hers. They rationalize taking risky measures to "get inside" and "share the secrets" of her body so that they can achieve "total intimacy," despite the moral, ethical, safety, and professional dangers which he ultimately cannot ignore. They speak of love, yet are blind to their compulsions, and in the end, they go as far beyond the pale as the most stalwart viewer's stomach might be able to handle. This is a scene intended to make anyone feel intensely squeamish. While some viewers shy away from unpleasant subjects, or shrink from scenes that are uncomfortable (or even repellent), throughout this film I found myself reflecting on how strong, and even compulsive desire, can lead otherwise rational, professional adults away from reason and into folly and danger. Word to the wise. Enjoy (just do not eat a meal before viewing)! 3.5 stars. (5-30-2017)