Today I've had a very random fever attack, and ravelling in self pity I watched two movies. The first - The Oh in Ohio - was a parody of everything sensual. Parker Posey plays a frigid "ice queen" (or uptight house wife/control freak if you ask me), married to poor Jake who can not for the heart of him give her an orgasm.

Alas, she has by then hooked up with past-middle-aged anti-hunk Wayne the Pool Guy (Danny DeVito), who finally enables her to come without the aid of batteries (yay!), and all is joy. I am sorry for the amount of grown-up words in this review, but screenplays don't come much more blatantly daft than this one.

Romance is, however, a good film. The main character, Marie, is in a relationship where her boyfriend has tired of her - the chase is over and he is simply bored. She decides to take things into her own hands and goes manhunting (this is where Rocco comes into play).
The movie also dabbles in bondage, risky sex ending in rape, and masturbation (oooh, my blog will probably get blacklisted in several US states after this entry). It sounds a bit borderline, but what makes the movie good is Maria's overlying narrative of her own thoughts around her relationship and men in general. The end of the movie is a bit icky, but I guess it is a good visual kick in the b*lls for all men who figured they were watching a soft porn flick.
There, now it would seem I'm a right pervert with my choice of Monday entertainment, but in my defence I have to say both movies have been waiting for over a year and I figured I might as well do both in one go.
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