Vox

Two people talk on the phone until deep into the night, confessing their most intimate dreams, secrets and desires to each other. With all their fantasies of mail-order lingerie and video erotica, with all their stories of provocative flirtation and single-minded seduction, it is the seemingly banal, fleeting erotic stimuli of life that fascinate Jim and Abby most: the soft smoothness of Abby's skin after oiling it, the slowly fading pop song on the radio, which she listened to fade away longingly; the abrupt look at the car drivers' breasts as Jim, a pedestrian, waits for green at the traffic lights.