A model's relationship with her lover, a blackmailing, cocaine-snorting artist, and her admirer, a wealthy, repressed, middle-aged aesthete, leads to violence.
There's a line in a Monty Python sketch that goes "I may not know much about art, but I know what I like". It seemed like this movie was made to shock, nudity a plenty, a lesbian scene, all accompanied by an operatic score. I found it to be pretentious and boring. 2/10
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