Nick Roeg always provides an interesting film dealing with the loss or rejection of our primitive instincts. In this very contemporary scenario we witness the interaction of a woman art dealer and an unexpected replacement masseur. Art, idealistically, is the essence of our culture, and touch (massage) is a basic communication of truth, yet in the end we find that both these people have been stranded alone by their past failures. We are perhaps witnessing the beginning of a romance. Not so much thought-provoking as it is believable (if you've ever been addicted to massage).
Review of Full Body Massage
