This unusual film is a psychosexual drama that explores the nature of obsession – artistic obsession, erotic obsession, and jealousy. Gritty acting, conflicted characters, and a deliberately claustrophobic atmosphere make this Canadian production a difficult but rewarding piece of art-house erotica that will appeal to fans of films like Betty Blue.

A woman author (Leslie Hope), published by her husband and his partner, begins to relive her erotic memories of Paris, which form the basis of her work. Her memories are reawakened in the persona of a dynamic young author (Peter Outerbridge), the bisexual protégé of her husband's homosexual partner. The pair begin a torrid affair, interleaved with the fictionalized memories of the Frenchman who was her lover, and the best man at her Paris wedding.

Her husband (Victor Ertmanis) is equally obsessed in his jealousy, but it's not what you might think. He's jealous of his wife's talent, her lovers (because he wants them himself) and jealous of the fearlessness which enables his wife to find both fulfillment and her muse in erotic obsession.

What you have is overlapping triangles – wife, husband, and memory lover; wife, partner, and contemporary lover; and wife, husband, and the same lover – and all of them are consummated. There are uncompromising portrayals of both hetero and homosexual passion, with full frontal nudity for both sexes. Leslie Hope is a worthy object of passion – slender, full breasted, sleek, with amazing gray eyes. The subject matter may not fit mainstream tastes, but this is thinking man's erotica, and quality filmmaking.