The premise was quite simple. Hanna is an assistant intern to a prize-winning photographer that specializes in boudoir art. This photographer is a moody, eclectic bastard, but, nonetheless, Hanna agrees to pose for him in exchange for studio time. Of course, we all know what this leads to.
Although I loved the London art scene, I couldn’t help but feel daunted by the eroticism. Basically, nakedness was art. Didn’t take too well to that notion.
The London scenes did bring me back though with the Underground, Big Ben, and the Lake District.
My rating: 2 stars