We love the naked splash fight, we understand the groping and spitting in each other’s mouths, and we’ll appreciate (from afar) the urge to fuck after seeing your lady’s x-ray results, but come on: there is nothing sexy about an MRI.
Seriously. We don’t care how gorgeous “The Sentiments of the Flesh” is, or how ridiculously hot Annabelle Hettmann is, because MRIs are a major turn-off. What’s next for these two? A hot upper GI scan topped off with a romantic barium cocktail?
But maybe we’re being close-minded. Maybe we’re not going far enough, turning back from the precipice, and overall refusing to commit to exploring someone else’s body. If you really love someone, you should become a radiologist so you can see and know everything about them (and not just in the biblical sense). This could be the worst relationship advice ever not found in a Cosmo.
· “Le sentiment de la chair” (2010) (imdb.com)