{"id":1313,"date":"2015-02-17T15:30:41","date_gmt":"2015-02-17T15:30:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.notofu.com\/site\/?p=1313"},"modified":"2015-02-17T15:30:41","modified_gmt":"2015-02-17T15:30:41","slug":"top-10-unlikely-sex-scenes-in-movies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/top-10-unlikely-sex-scenes-in-movies\/","title":{"rendered":"Top 10 Unlikely Sex Scenes in Movies"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">A discussion on sex in movies doesn\u2019t necessarily have to devolve into an exhaustive symposium on whether Donald Sutherland and Julie Christie actually \u201cacted\u201d during a certain scene in <i>Don\u2019t Look Now<\/i> or the wider cultural significance of the m\u00e9nage-a-trois in <i>Wild Things<\/i>: here are ten movies that push the boundaries \u2013 in one way or another \u2013 of on-screen sex: good sex, bad sex, downright bizarre sex. Scenes that have the only common denominator of being so utterly anarchistic they are almost unjustified. Bring it on.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>10. Everyone in <i>Crash<\/i> (Cronenberg, 1996)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">Orgasmic car wrecks, automobile fetishism and underground perversion: such thrills-through-extreme measures wouldn\u2019t have worked in anyone else\u2019s hands. But this is Cronenberg we are talking about: the movie exhausts nearly every possible combination of sexual partners available to it and still manages to repulse.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">All of the sex makes it sound like porn, but porn this isn\u2019t. Buckle your seatbelts.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>9. Anonymous French people in <i>The Good Old Naughty Days<\/i> (Reilhac, 2002)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">Any presumption about the ostensible asexual prudishness of the 1920s was forever dashed when director Michel Reilhac dug up this silent-era collection of twelve single-reel French porn films that together compound to more raunch, hilarity and ludicrous sodomization than your local x-rated video store could ever hope to stock. If ever there were taboos, your French grandparents didn\u2019t know them. With setups ranging from the porn-friendly (teachers spanking naughty schoolgirls, a smutty reworking of Puccini\u2019s Madame Bovary and homosexual rape) to the weird (heart attack-inducing mouthjobs) to the downright nasty (bestiality and nunsploitation), this porn collection is at least three steps ahead of anything you could legally (or illegally) rent right now. How times change.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>8. Selma Blair and Robert Wisdom in <i>Storytelling<\/i> (Solondz, 2001)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">In another of Solondz\u2019 damning eviscerations of suburban family disfunction Selma Blair is humped up against a wall by her black, \u201cwhitey\u201d-hating creative arts professor while being told to shout \u201cFuck me nigger!\u201d. This is Solondz taking an (ironically) negative stance on political incorrectness and controversy by, well, being politically incorrect and controversial. Too bad, then, that his esoteric Americana is often as austere as this \u201csex\u201d scene: the red box the scene was deliberately presented with was not so much a middle finger at the \u201cestablishment\u201d as a nonsense shock tactic without the shock part. Next!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>7. Everyone in <i>The Idiots<\/i> (Von Trier, 1998)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">Looking for sex in a Dogme movie is a bit like expecting romance in a Meg Ryan film: it\u2019s there even if it isn\u2019t shown. Von Trier\u2019s self-important scattershot satire worked conspicuously well on a proto-philosophical level. It\u2019s the little details he got carried away with. A graphic, all-out, spazzing orgy involving a group of middle class individuals feigning idiocy by pretending to be mentally retarded was, in many ways, an unpalatable slap in the face to common decency and the \u201cLook at us, we are pseudo-liberal communards who fuck like hippies\u201d message in many ways failed to get across. We cringed, yawned and, finally, laughed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>6. Ned Beatty and Crazy Hillbilly in <i>Deliverance<\/i> (Boorman, 1972)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">If images of a bare-chested Burt Reynolds braving the \u201cthe last un-fucked up river of the South\u201d in a sleeveless wetsuit weren\u2019t conspicuously subliminal enough, director John Boorman sexed out any remaining credibility by tarting the movie up with a \u201csex\u201d moment that was, at once, unsexy and hilarious: Ned Beatty forced to strip naked and made to squeal like a pig while Crazy Hillbilly butt-rapes him from the back. A tender tale of two men bonding in the woods, no less. That the rest of this classic film went downhill from there has, I suspect, something to do with it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>5. Alejandro Ferretis and Magaldena Flores in <i>Japon<\/i> (Reygadas, 2002)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">Disguised beneath layers of consummate reconnaissance, Reygadas\u2019 sparsely scripted tale of self-discovery opened surely enough, as an innocuous homage to Tarkovsky and the heart-rending Mexican countryside. Not quite. Just before going all Malick on us, Reygadas blows up all traces of spiritual jolt and any suggestion of transcendence he might have intimated by propelling a marihuana-smoking 80-year old granny in bed with a depressed, gimpy painter half her age without attempting to conceal anything. Unnecessary, unlikely, unsexy, but we all watched it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><!--nextpage--><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>4. Willem Dafoe and Barbara Hershey in <i>The Last Temptation of Christ<\/i> (Scorsese, 1988)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">It\u2019s been called blasphemous, denounced by Christian communities across the world, threatened to be deleted. Yet Scorsese\u2019s <i>The Last Temptation of Christ<\/i>, a pinnacle of infamous cinema, is not the religious porn film you read about. Christ on the cross is tempted with visions of a life with Mary Magdalene, replete with sex, marriage, and children. Yes, the \u201csex scene\u201d lasts for a mere few seconds, but it feels longer than that. Just ask Mel Gibson.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>3. Nacho P\u00e9rez and Ra\u00fal Garc\u00eda Forneiro in <i>Bad Education<\/i> (Almodovar, 2004)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">Classic Almodovar: Two young Catholic-school boys mutually masturbating each other in a Franco-era movie house. What Almodovar was advancing as emotional repression and educational hypochrisy we were close to denouncing as gratuitous fornication. But the \u201cick\u201d factor was soon shattered with Almodovar treating the encounter as more of a fleeting afternoon game than the forbidden sexual awakening of two boys in a Catholic boarding school in the 1960s. It still raised eyebrows, but the contextualisation of the \u201cincident\u201d was unpretentiously elegiac: somehow, seeing it wasn\u2019t as bad as thinking about it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>2. Isabella Rossellini and Dennis Hopper in <i>Blue Velvet<\/i> (Lynch, 1986)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">Obvious choice, but unavoidable. Attempting to distill any of <i>Blue Velvet<\/i>\u2019s sumptuous complexity down to a few short lines would be like pretending I understand any of the Illiad in original Greek. Frank \u201cI\u2019ll fuck anything that moves\u201d Booth\u2019s curious idea of foreplay was right up Dorothy Vallens\u2019 alley \u2013 the crotch-humping, velvet-eating, oxygen-sniffing sadomasochistic rapefest detonated into a reality so perplexing it threatened to clobber our dreams to sanity \u2013 and, every now and then, it still does.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\"><strong>1. Marlon Brando and Maria Schenider in <i>Last Tango In Paris<\/i> (Bertolucci, 1972)<\/strong><\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 14px; font-family: 'old standard tt', serif;\">When asked to get some butter from the kitchen, little did Jeanne, the 20-year old French nymphette played by a very game Maria Schneider, know dinner would be served \u201cat home\u201d. X-rated on release in \u201972, Bertolucci\u2019s <i>Last Tango In Paris<\/i> had moments sizeably more brutal than the butter-through-the-backdoor incident, but none tops it in terms of sheer vulgarity and utter hilarity. Despite emerging from Bertolucci\u2019s own perverted desire to bone an anonymous woman he once saw, thirty years and a million jokes later, the movie remains a staple for both food-lovers and sex fanatics still trying to figure out whether butter is, in fact, better than margarine.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A discussion on sex in movies doesn\u2019t necessarily have to devolve into an exhaustive symposium on whether Donald Sutherland and Julie Christie actually \u201cacted\u201d during a certain scene in Don\u2019t Look Now or the wider cultural significance of the m\u00e9nage-a-trois in Wild Things: here are ten movies that push the boundaries \u2013 in one way or another \u2013 of on-screen [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2572,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[25],"tags":[23,24,26,27,28,29],"class_list":["post-1313","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-film","tag-blue-velvet","tag-david-lynch","tag-last-tango-in-paris","tag-marlon-brando","tag-selma-blair","tag-todd-solondz"],"acf":[],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/paoQFa-lb","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1313","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1313"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1313\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1313"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1313"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/notofu.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1313"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}