“Sex simply wasn’t had. It was enjoyed, indulged in, abused and joked about, but it could not be had. It was not a thing but an idea. Nowadays it seems to exist as a commodity, something you might find in the cupboard, and people refer to it in ways that make it seem no more interesting than canned beans.”
“We had sex,” they say, with the same inflection they use when saying, “We had shad roe and asparagus.” In the golden past alluded to above, shad roe and asparagus were good, too, but sex was special. It was treated with more respect than one accorded hot dogs and beans with bacon grease, excellent though that dish was, too.” an excerpt from Sex Shouldn’t Be Had by Russell Baker
I am convince that the makers of movies make it a mandate that there should at least be one sex scene in their films. Never mind that it adds nothing to the plot or story, nor moves it along. If it is not included then they probably think that something important is missing. The movie-goers will be displeased that they did not see an important aspect of the movie.
And to make it memorable, it has to be “loud and heavy”, as I remember someone once saying. Or was it “hot or heavy”? Either way, it is said to be romantic. As if.
You may think me old and prudish, I am neither old nor prudish. I am just wondering how something so special and sacred was turn into . . . Yeah, that.
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