Is it irony that Love, another entry in Haugerud’s Oslo Trilogy, contains more sex than Sex? The result is an enjoyable (if at times hard to swallow) examination of all the things that make sex, sex. With a love interest, she does at one point attend a ceremony that amounts to a sex show with high stakes: Two young lovers, whose union will in turn unite two families, have sex in front of said families (and, apparently, anyone else in town).