full screen”In The White Lotus I sit and long for clothed people”. Photo: HBO
The second of December I get an email from a reader who calls himself Analalekar Slappfis. Seventeen years in the evening newspaper but still naive, I open the email which contains three pictures. One of the images depicts a naked uncle who has buried his paternal appearance between the parted buttocks of another naked uncle.
The scene felt familiar and that was it. In the first season of The White Lotus, hotel manager Armond is stuck with his face in a similar situation, a situation that becomes the beginning of the end for him. The scene with Armond was one of the few sex scenes in an absolutely brilliant TV creation, a sex scene that was also justified.
During the year the presence of sex scenes in films and TV series has been debated and I have not followed the debate but I can still think things. Things like the sex scenes in season two of The White Lotus were so numerous that it felt like one long fuckfest I don’t remember sitting through.
Dialogen i The White lotus is brilliant, the depictions of the relationships as well, but well then it was time for close-ups of pumping asses, moans and the sound of bodies being thrown against each other with a smack. It is exhausting to watch and painful to watch with others.
Time and time again, you are forced to take a stand on the eternal question of how to behave in front of a sex scene. Say OH YEAH or pretend it’s a scene whatever.
Now they fuck again. And now they fuck so hard that a large vase in the luxury hotel falls to the floor. Feels expensive and off-putting, but in The White Lotus, the fuck has to be done.
Can’t they just talk for a little while now? Preferably with Aubrey Plaza.
The sexiest me ever seen was no sex. It was Mr. Darcy, in close-up, straightening his fingers after holding Elisabeth Bennett’s hand.
No one is naked, no one is throwing someone else up against a wall, no one is rubbing their face against someone’s anus.
Mr. Darcy is wearing gloves, so not even the hand is bare.
A gloved hand, fingers that look like they’ve been electrocuted, and we watching can only guess what Mr. Darcy is thinking and feeling. He wants to lie with her in all the rooms of all his estates, he wants to bathe naked with her in his pond. He is not sexless just because he is not allowed to have sex. And we who watch, we fill his entire being with sweaty things he wants to try on Lizzie.
In The White Lotus I sit and long for people dressed, people talking, eating dinner, drinking wine and arguing. And they do. But then they fuck.
When I have seen last episode, I feel like the over-kissed cat who suddenly turns around and claws the clapper in the eye.
Sometime in 2025 there will be a third season of The White Lotus.
There you hopefully eat your dinner a little more and each other’s asses a little less.
2023-12-09 05:53:12
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