House of Love

Ordinarily I try to avoid softcore. Much too silly for my taste. Dry sex is a sufficient euphemism, I suppose. But this film caught me by surprise, although I was warned by a softcore fan with a droll sense of humor who recommended it. I was therefore knocked down by the script and the performances.

What are these women doing in this silly genre? Tracy Ryan's monologue about her high school sweetheart was pitch perfect. My heart broke when she said, "Hi, Chad." The other three women are equally nuanced and gifted. They can be proud of their work on this film. And so can the director and writer. Because I believe in rating each movie on its own terms, within its own genre, this is a ten. I was very moved by its simplicity and its charm. I wholeheartedly recommend it to both cynics and sentimentalists.