Sex, drugs and rock'n'roll in a rather softly erotic, entirely undramatic love story of two people who are brought together by coincidence and whose lives part after a short, intense time. It's explicit, upfront, even radical in its depiction, but never speculative - a typical Winterbottom film. What I like best about it is the interplay of the intimate bed scenes with the Antarctic footage and the (rousing) recordings of the concerts. It perfectly forges links from the physical, romantic joie de vrie to spirituality and human surroundings. Not recommended to the prudes, but to everyone else who enjoys cinema at its most intimate.
Review of 9 Songs
