Fake bdsm, weak dirty talk and badly scripted sex-shaming didnt ruin this. the fact that this couldve easily been better as a one-woman stage show didnt make it unwatchable. the pseudo intellectual philosophy throughout wasnt the breaking point. this film bent to its furthest, and snapped when the circus announcer appeared, as if to be a reveal of the film as complete nonsense. its a carnival act at best, a watered down fantasy where precision and passion fall flat. a good story can be told on a budget, but a bad story is a bad story. two stars instead of one, i guess because i didnt audibly laugh at any point