Why the world isn't populated with more films about necrophilia, I'll never know. For now we have a very few to choose from, nearly all are blood-soaked gore fests, this, however is not the case for Kissed. Lynne Stopkewich's debut feature was an odd choice, but inspired in its execution, no pun intended. The story centers around a twenty-something girl whose life long obsession with death has led her to pursue a career in mortuary sciences. She is an undertaker. Her closeness with her charges, the stiffs, evolves in short order into one night stands of a most unusual sort. She befriends a living boy who falls madly for her, and unfortunately for them both, she finds she cannot return his affection. As I mentioned before I've never seen a film to treat necrophilia in such an unspectacular fashion, and it is that unexploitive element that makes this a film worth watching. The audience finds itself sympathizing with our protagonist who likes to diddle the dead. I found myself actually wishing the live gent would give up, because he was not what she wanted and everyone watching the film knew it. The ending is a bit predictable, but still satisfying. Anyone who decides to break into the movie industry by making a romantic feature about necrophilia has my vote. Don't rent Kissed if you're looking for blood, but if you're looking for a different sort of indie film, this might be up your alley.