His spoiled son, an architect in Japan with an earthquake fixation, comes back to Geneva but can't cope with either his mother's death or his father's reaction. Certainly including Greenaway, whose eight-plus females confront more male lust than any tango Brando ever danced in or out of Paris. Eastern female seduced and abandoned by Western male. The menage a trois crosstalk dialogue is Chekhov Meets Beckett. Greenaway is a trained painter who, like Fellini, wants form and content alike to startle us.
Fantasy has a way of evolving into reality.
Members of the male sex get their comeuppance. In the end, this is a kinky celebration of women as sex subject more than object. So go, already, and decide for yourself. If you go more for a semiotic than semi-erotic experience, you may be confused but not disappointed. But qua nude, Standing gets a sitting ovation.