What’s a boy to do when he starts neglecting his sex doll for a real woman? Apparently nothing for 72 minutes. In the grand scheme of things, writer/director Takaomi Ogata‘s Body Temperature could be seen as a slow burn of sweetness and sex, but it’s more like an unmoving mass that stands hopelessly still while the water creeps by around it. Even the title is appropriately tepid – not invoking an action or a strong descriptor, but simply pointing to that thing that pops up on the screen whenever we use a thermometer. It’s an entry on a medical exam checklist, and it’s a dead give away as to the levels of excitement the film has in store. The movie dozes off while telling the story of Rintaro (Chavetaro Ishizaki), a truly lonely man who has developed a bond to his sex doll he calls Ibuki (played by a real doll and by Rin Sakuragi). He is caring and tender with her at home, takes her on dates to go bowling, and exhibits a kind of profound sadness at loving a thing that never returns the conversation. All of this is challenged when he starts talking with Rinko (also played by Sakuragi), who (since she’s human) talks back to him. How can he commit when his lover sits at home motionless in a wheelchair?