I think there is a reason why I completely overlooked writing a review for this and only remembered a few days later. It is one of the few films at the Melbourne Film Festival that I have seen and being completely underwhelmed by.

I think partly it’s because I interpreted the synopsis a little differently, I thought it might be stylistic and a bit quirky and full of sociopolitical commentary.

It starts off that way, we see metal workers talking about industrial agreements, with young and eager unionists seeing this as an opportunity, not only to improve workers rights but to insist on gender equality as well.

It of course doesn’t work out that way and so they then head to a commune which might be a tantric sex cult. At least that’s what seems is happening, I had a lot of difficulty recognising who was who and why they were doing anything.

I think the sex cult is giving them what they were looking for, the chance to drop arbitrary restrictions and limitations based on gender. We get long scenes that feel like they are in real time of the different processes they undertake at the commune. This includes walking around with blindfolds on, hyperventilating on the floor, walking very slowly through the forest, and eventually coupling up for tantric sex.

It doesn’t feel like it goes anywhere and over the closing credits we see see real photos and it is clear that those scenes in the film were director Irati Gorostidi’s recreations of what actually happened. The structure means that we have little context of the time, have no background on any of the characters, and don’t really know what happened afterwards. So go to see it if you want to see lots of naked bodies.