There's an honest romantic impulse in Bliss snuggling beneath sheets of psychosexual heaviosity, but what's worth the rental in this dead-earnest story of one newlywed couple's tantric realignment is watching the unsinkable Terence Stamp hold it all together. As super-disciplined sex therapist Baltazar Vincenza, he instructs Craig Sheffer in soul truths and life-force healing with an unwavering gaze and a deliberate gravity that puts him just this side of parody. Yet Stamp locates a whole person in the shadings of such thankless lines as ''Anyone that doesn't totally accept their body can never experience ecstasy.''C+


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