Well my mom walked in on me watching porn a couple times. It actually expedited my coming out process to her (though she already knew).
Well my mom walked in on me watching porn a couple times. It actually expedited my coming out process to her (though she already knew).
Kinks were the least of my worries at that age.
Valentine's Day is fast approaching! Anyone got some fun, sexy plans? Any V-day stories to reminisce about? Are you also into sadistic porn?
I was enjoying Crazy, Stupid, Love for a while. Decently charming with a great ensemble. Then that fucking speech happened. It's the kind of thing you only see in movies. No one fucking does that. It was hard to watch without profusely vomiting all over my TV screen.
They already cancelled "Hung"
I thought it was implied when I said "sobbing uncontrollably"
As someone who worked in the medical field, you always give the bad news first. Then you start sobbing uncontrollably and forget to give the good news. Works like a charm!
It can be two things!
Another update: The Hollywood Reporter has a review posted. And it's not completely negative!
The male gaze is based off an essay "Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema" by Laura Mulvey (published in the 70s). It's based off of Freudian theory and psychoanalysis, so I don't know if there really is an equivalent. I think the core concept could easily be applied though.
Update: I tweeted Christy Lemire if she has seen the movie and for some reason she decided to respond. She's seeing it tonight. So I guess LA critics can see it tonight. So there are some advance screenings.
It's probably completely avoidable. It's just a common practice. Even great films are guilty. Vertigo is one of few films I think subtly takes a jab at how ridiculous the male gaze is (whether Hitchcock intended it or not). The movie is all about how Scottie fetishizes his dream woman to the point that she can't…
I get off from withholding (both oxygen and creative control of filmmaking)
The male gaze has less to do with actual nudity and more with how every aspect of film (camera angles, lighting, costumes, and often the story) fetishize women, as if the camera itself is the view of a man seeing women as simply sexual objects.
Sorry, I stopped reading after "hard" because I got hard and then I passed out.
It has one review on RT and it's a mediocre (but "fresh") review. Chicago critics are seeing it tomorrow, I know that much.
I want this to happen so, so desperately. This may be my favorite idea since that time I thought, "I should stop lurking on this site and speak my mind!"
I had a momentary lapse in memory and forgot you were a female. Somehow. My apologies.
It was definitely poking a little fun at Naomi Watts and her infamous lesbian love scenes in Mulholland Drive
Yeah, why is everyone here attractive? I thought people on the internet looked like trolls.