Basically, the only body parts allowed to be erect are Johnson’s nipples, which are on display so much they probably required their own SAG cards. That is, much like the Ken doll he resembles, Doran’s manhood is kept discreetly hidden save for one fleeting and hardly revealing crotch-cam shot. One, two, three, gasp.Ĭould you guess that, despite her name, director Sam Taylor-Johnson is a woman? Yes, if only for the most telling and perhaps wisest omission. A wisp of pubic hair here, a butt shot there, arch that back, thrust those hips. I much prefer the one in “ Ida,” Poland’s foreign-language Oscar contender, between a nun-in-training and a hot saxophone player (is there any other kind?) than the hype-escalated glossy bedroom encounter between a lip-biting virgin with a 4.0 GPA and her control-freak billionaire in “Fifty Shades.”ĭespite the admirable efforts of Dakota Johnson, who happily has inherited much of mom Melanie Griffith’s minx-like mystique, and Jamie Dornan, who as acquaintances tell me played an incredibly attractive serial killer in the cult TV show “ The Fall,” there is always a sense of every erotic moment being choreographed by committee.
That is, unless you wanted to learn how to re-purpose that peacock feather that has been lying around the house.Ĭonsider the deflowering scene.
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