It feels repetitive, laboured and lacking in the sparky wit and insights that made Dreams and Love such delights.

Dag Johan Haugerud’s Sex is the talkiest and least erotic instalment of the novelist turned film-maker’s Norwegian trilogy...Haugerud leans into sustained theatrical dialogue, stylised and stagey, yet loaded with emotional ambivalence.

It is marginally my least favourite of the three, being slightly more didactic and less humorous than its companions -- but still very lively and full of ideas.

Sex is a sensitive and human narrative experiment, whose internal logic is in harmony with its aesthetic choices, a combination that enhances its dramatic structure, but through dialogue. [Full review in Spanish]