Sally Jane Black’s review published on Letterboxd:
99% of this film is asparagus and flowers, but the poster image chosen is... that. Which is fine; it captures an important moment and theme of the film. But it's funny to me that what is chosen to represent this is not the sexual vegetable imagery.
This should be (and is) heralded as a riot of metaphoric illustrations of sexuality and bodily investigation, but the first major appearance of asparagus on screen irrevocably associates it with a bodily function I find discomfitting and from there I could not stop thinking about it otherwise.
Such is the nature of context inside and out of a film.