Sex with Strangers

It makes you sweat, laugh, squirm and self explore like few films -- fictional or documentary -- can.

As it stands, there's some fine sex onscreen, and some tense arguing, but not a whole lot more.

The film is graphic without being lurid, and the naked emotions onscreen are far more shocking than the naked bodies -- though there are plenty of those, in all shapes and sizes.

Here are people who do not allow the use of their last names, yet they cheerfully have sex in front of the camera -- and even willingly participate in scenes that make them look cruel, twisted, reckless and perhaps deranged.

Doesn't compare favorably with David Schisgall's similarly themed "The Lifestyle," released to arthouses last year.

Rarely has sex on screen been so aggressively anti-erotic.

It's the element of condescension, as the filmmakers look down on their working-class subjects from their lofty perch, that finally makes Sex With Strangers so distasteful.