An old adult filmmaker is out of money, so he comes out of retirement to shoot a couple more porno films. But in the '00s, he finds things aren't the same as they were back in his heyday. Stories and symbolism -- a love story!? -- are all out the window. Now it's all about the explicit sex, and the dirtier the better. Although Jacques (Jean-Pierre Léaud) is the director in name, he finds the younger crew around him controlling the set. He finishes the film depressed.
Bertrand Bonello's film isn't just a study of how porn has degenerated from adult-oriented love stories to rank perversion, it's also a film about how the movies themselves have changed, especially French cinema. No longer thoughtful spectacles, even Gallic films have succumbed to the need to shock and awe.
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