"I don't feel anything"
I took a long deep breath after the movie to calm down the nameless anger. I was so angry that I felt like I was being teased. The moment the ending subtitles appeared, I seemed to see the director's joking eyes.
What is sex addiction, or I ask, what is addiction. Addictive, repetitive, irrational restraint. Joe in the movie, throughout the film, can't find the reason for her sex addiction. Perhaps the exploration of the body in childhood was too vigorous, coupled with the misguided guidance of friends, I tasted the taste of sex when the moral concept was not fully mature. Since then, it has been out of control, not so much a physical addiction and pleasure, but more like a psychological, habitual obsessive-compulsive disorder. (personal understanding)
Joe's having sex with different men, well, I think it's more appropriate to describe it as having sex. The director shows sex nakedly, tearing down the mystery of sex. At the beginning, he will explore with curiosity, but later find it boring.
About sex and love. Studies have shown that among all creatures, only humans and dolphins can experience pleasure during sexual intercourse. I'm not a dolphin, so I don't know what a dolphin is. As a human being, I did have a strong desire after watching this film. To put it bluntly, I wanted to find someone to have sex with. I was very curious about the pleasure of sex. Far too far, the director in the film conveys the idea he wants to express through the mouth of the characters: "The secret of sex is love". Joe's love rests on one person. Even though she has sex with countless men, there is only one person who carries the love in her heart. Finally, when she finally achieved the union of sex and love, she cried and said, "I don't feel anything."
How ironic. I wonder if she feels it when she has sex with other men. Maybe there is, a kind of physical pleasure. But why is there no feeling when I do it with my lover? I think it is more like, there is no feeling of unity of spirit and flesh as she imagined, there is no physical and orgasm pleasure, but there is no resonance in the heart and soul. In fact, I can't explain why, my mind is so messed up.
Anyway, the director has a very personal style. Some clips are straight-up porn, but have an artistic aesthetic. The light and shadow are very textured, and the light shining on the faces of the characters is always soft, exuding a sluggish and erotic color. As for the female lead, with a thin body, it is difficult for people to think of the positioning of sexy girls in the secular sense, because those girls are often plump, with curly hair, red lips, crisp breasts, and black silk. Although the heroine's dress is also black, but she wears a serious and rigid feeling. Uh, amazing.
Also, it's worth mentioning that I love the way this narrative is told. The two of them talked about each other and unfolded the whole picture of the matter. There is both a God-like examination and the introduction of personal experience. The chapter format divides the plot, while inserting some extended knowledge, such as philosophy, history, literature, etc., or related to art. It's amazing. It's the director's personal style to concretize some of the feelings described in language.
All in all, looking forward to the second installment. (see tomorrow)
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