On a recent Disability After Dark Andrew Gurza talks about The Sessions – a movie that made a big splash some years ago dealing with a disabled man & his female sex surrogate. I thoroughly enjoyed Andrew’s scene-by-scene look at The Sessions. A movie which I have not seen – too emotional manipulative for me. I don’t like being forced to feel good.
It was important to hear about a movie from an ‘expert’ – someone who knows about the reality of disability as opposed to some reviewer, critic who is caught up in the drama & not aware of facts. Andrew pretty much likes the emotional content of the movie which resonated with his lived experience. He calls out a few anachronisms (modern wheelchair instead of period one) & also how little the hero’s privacy is respected.
The other thing which he notes is nudity. He questions why Helen Hunt, the lead actress, get full frontal while John Hawkes, the male lead, gets minimal exposure, even in the sex scenes. This is not unique to this movie though. Showing breast & vagina is not longer so shocking but the male body remains pretty much hidden. Lots of fast ass shots, never the well-lit, lingering shots that female nudity gets.
Female nudity is rarely seen as gratuitous if it fits the story. In Sessions if nudity makes sense for Helen Hunt then nudity makes equal sense John Hawkes should as well, right? This is one of those double-standards. Male performers have to worry about ‘performance anxiety’ or are shy about displaying their cock at all – what if it doesn’t measure up to their fans fantasies. Isn’t that cgi is for? If they can double the cost a film by digitally enhancing the hair of the lead for every scene he’s in, surely a few minutes of cock shouldn’t be an issue.
Or perhaps they wanted to respect the dignity of the disabled man – after all his disability was enough without exploiting his dick, too. When one catches a glimpse of a stars’ cock it is a flash – even when that dick is the supposedly the star: i.e Boogie Nights – where there is ample bared female but a split-second moment of Dirk Diggler’s supposed large cock & even that was a bad fake – they couldn’t afford a stunt cock.
I’ll end this with my favorite big star full-frontal from Fight Club. Brad Pitt appears at least 4 times in a single frame at various points in the film. My vision was so good it caught the first one & thanks to our dvd player I was able to frame-by-frame at the points were Pitt flashed me. That was no stunt cock 🙂
How Deep Is My Love
my love is deeper than Nietzsche
deeper than the gap between
spiritual fantasy and sexual reality
deeper than what we all thought the 60’s meant
my love for you is longer than
the time between knowing
it isn’t working and ending it
longer than the time between
ending it and getting over it
I love you more than this shirt look great on me
my love is harder than
peanut brittle in Arctic moonlight
my love is more hopeful than
an overflowing recycling bin
my love for you is longer than
the arm of the law
holding a restraining order
my love for you is purer
than the water in the bottle of
rapidly disappearing ice shelf
melted just so you
could have a sip
and throw it away
my love for you is purer than a dream
my love for you is purer than
how you felt
before you even know the difference
between a care bear and a pubic hair
my love for you is stronger
than the tang of expresso
with a flavour shot of almond
to cover that weird burned taste
my love is truer than
all those Facebook friends
who rsvp’d they’d be here
my love for you is stronger than
your need to be loved
my love for you is
no longer the crime it once was
every Tuesday
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