There’s no room for prudes in the illuminating film Touch Me Not […], where characters grapple with the pleasures and pains of their naked bodies and how they relate to them. This first feature by young Romanian writer-director Adina Pintilie, who also appears as herself in the film, is striking for its intelligence, self-assurance and originality.
Each scene is set in a space neutralized by the whiteness of Adrian Cristea’s calming sets, some of them appearing to be digitally retouched. Just the opposite effect is achieved by the jarring modern soundtrack that pops up for brief intervals in the most unexpected places, destroying the illusion of watching a documentary.
Deliberately refusing to position itself as fiction or non-fiction, the pic walks an ambiguous tightrope made more unsettling by its charged sexual content. It’s hard to say who of the characters is an actor and who isn’t, so realistic are the performances.
As fascinating and original as Pintilie’s approach to recounting intimacy is, it never turns voyeuristic, even while it abounds in full-frontal nudity. Where other directors would linger, she reveals without judging and moves the camera away. Breasts and genitals are seen, but not examined. […] The film is superbly shot with pristine post-modern taste by George Chiper-Lillemark and beautifully edited by Pintilie.
Deborah Young, The Hollywood Reporter