I promise you, I’m not a prude!
In real life, sex is a natural human act that can be beautifully made with the right person. However, there’s something about seeing it play out on our televisions and movie screens that makes me squirm with either a full-on blush experience or sheer embarrassment that I try very hard to keep subdued, even when I’m by myself, sometimes.
Now, I also have my favorite scenes, but there are memorable ones that shouldn’t be memorable for me.
Jason’s lyric park scene was beautifully done. Shouts to Jada Pinkett-Smith and Allen Payne who made it look so real. But I shouldn’t be subjected to Michael Douglas’s ass in my face, while screwing Glen Close in the kitchen in Fatal Attraction. Naw, B.
I don’t want ANY sex scenes making me feel like this, although I must admit, there are a few in black cinema history that’s come close!
I don’t know if this is the general consensus, but for me, watching these “supermodels” roll around in satin sheets with perfect lighting and a musical soundtrack that’s reminding me of the pleasure of “entertaining someone” with dimmed lights, my scented candle, and my “wet panties” playlist. (Judge your Granny)
But perhaps the biggest reason why watching sex scenes makes me cringe is the sheer awkwardness of it all. There you are, sitting on your couch, snacks and wine in hand, trying not to make eye contact with whoever you’re with, or your kids walking by as the sounds of grunts and moans travel through the room.
Trust me, I get it!
Sex sells in entertainment, and I appreciate a good sex scene with good-looking people! It doesn’t negate the fact that I, a cheerleader and advocate for folks experiencing sexual freedom in the real world, still gets embarrassed by sex scenes. I could watch through my fingers like a child watching a horror film, or I could fast-forward, but hell, I’m grown! And I know I need to grow the phuck up!…LOL
That’s why Imma keep watching!
