By William Wolf

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The early part of "Secret Things" is downright horny, and there is plenty of sexuality in the rest of the film too. Ultimately, the French import written and directed by Jean-Claude Brisseau, indulges in some silly supernatural hocus-pocus. But before that partial letdown, "Secret Things" titillates by focusing on two women who are erotically manipulative and determined to use their wiles to exert power over men, rise in social station and enrich themselves.

The action begins in a club where Natalie (Coralie Revel) is undulating and getting off while being ogled. Sandrine (Sabrina Seyvecou) tends bar and is fascinated by Natalie, who tries to protect Sandrine from having to sleep with customers. This infuriates the boss and both Natalie and Sandrine are tossed out. Sandrine, who owes rent, is invited by Nathalie to stay the night with her. Natalie goads the relatively shy Sandrine into exhibitionism, and presto, some hot stuff begins going on between them.

The two scheme to find employment where they can turn on their sex appeal, make men salivate and strike it rich. How these connivers go about their mission becomes fascinating as we watch them maneuvering with Delacroix (Roger Mirmont), a vulnerable target as a middle-aged bank executive, who is seduced into a threesome. There is also Christophe (Fabrice Deville), Delacroix's conniving, arrogant son, who has his own goal.

Both actresses are tantalizing, and the film delivers enough explicit stuff to give it a special niche. If you are looking some unusual eroticism built around a class and sex theme of women trying to entrap and use men, "Secret Things" delivers. A First Run Features release.

  

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