A pornographic film without any nudity.
This film is a sad waste of talent and beauty. The problem lies with Arthur Schnitzler's morally degenerate story (which to be fair to Schnitzler, some say is really about the spread of venereal disease).
The people of Schnitzler's Vienna casually copulate to relieve their boredom, without much in the way of interpersonal involvement, or concern about consequences (there was not much contraception back then, or antibiotics if needed). They use the word "love", but all they ever mean is lust. It's quite difficult to care about any of the characters, though I admit I have a fondness for Danielle Darrieux, and would watch her in almost anything.