I didn't know anything about this film in advance and when I saw the title 
  I was filled with dread. I thought it was going to be another one of those 
  pretentious and oh-so-serious films where the director haughtily flaunts his disdain 
  for conventional mores, ala 9 Songs or Lie With Me. After all, the title just 
  cries out, "Look at me. I'm just so self-consciously audacious that you can 
  tell how superior I feel to you church-goin' rubes."
 
  
 
 
 
  Thank God I was wrong because I hate that kind of movie. The people who 
  make those films tend to take all the fun out of sex and can't seem to 
  distinguish between erotica and explicitness. 
 
  
 
 
 
  This Canadian film is actually a pleasant, down-to-earth and conventional repertory comedy 
  about modern relationships .... well ... modern straight, white, polite, 
  middle-class relationships, to be more accurate. The title 
  serves several purposes. First, it describes what the film is 
  about. Second, it is part of the film's humor. Third, it is designed to 
  attract attention and publicity to a small, non-marquee film which might otherwise get lost in 
  the shuffle.
 
  
 
 
 
  The film basically demonstrates that the process of love-making follows a 
  certain path and moves in defined steps, irrespective of how well the partners 
  know one another. To make the point, it takes five couples (well, one is a 
  threesome, to be technical) at totally different stages in their relationships 
  and relates how one act of intercourse develops for each couple. The film is 
  divided into six chapters which represent the stages of an evening's 
  seduction, and the narrative cuts back and forth among the stories. One of the 
  couples is on a first date; one is comfortably married; one consists of exes; 
  one is a pair of long-time friends trying to have their one and only lifetime 
  sportfuck; the last is the threesome, in which a man persuades his girlfriend 
  and male roommate to have sex with one another while he watches. 
 
  
 
 
 
  Young People Fucking works. I don't normally like ensemble relationship 
  comedies any better than the self-consciously arty pseudo-erotica I was 
  dreading, simply because there are so many pitfalls they can fall into. This 
  film avoids all the problems by negotiating the balance between zany and warm; 
  as well as that between contrived and realistic. The characters are 
  recognizable, complex and as credible as can be expected from a comedy which 
  has to deliver a certain quota of laughs.  The script takes enough time 
  to develop each of the five mini-plays so that the emotional resonance of the 
  scenes can shine through the comic set-ups. You will not like every single 
  character, but even the coldest ones (the first date couple) have 
  vulnerabilities and insecurities which make them sympathetic to some degree, 
  and the eleven actors do quite a good job at making the audience members feel 
  as if they were eavesdropping on real situations. Best of all, the film 
  approaches the subject matter with honesty to match its good humor, and you 
  may even be moved in a couple of spots.
 
  
 
 
 
  Plus there's plenty of topless nudity from some beautiful women with their 
  own factory-original breasts. (And a couple of firm male butts for those 
  inclined to enjoy that component of the action.)
 
  
 
 
 
  This film is a very pleasant and sexy way to pass 80-some minutes.