The 5 Most Ruined Orgasms in Cinema History
Every generation claims to have suffered more than those that follow. "Oh, in my day, we had to walk three miles to school; we fought in a war; we died of dysentery drinking well water that hadn't been boiled sufficiently." Blah. Blah. Blah.
But I do want to impart one completely legitimate gripe to our younger readers: do you know how much harder it was for junior high school kids to find spanking fodder before the Internet? Seriously. Shoplifting Playboy, buying black market VHS porns copied from some dude's older brother, and engaging in herculean leaps of imagination to animate J.C. Penney catalog underwear models. Occasionally, however, Hollywood would release an R-rated movie you could get on VHS, tape off cable or carefully commit to the spank bank for later use. Movies like The Big Easy, 9 1/2 Weeks and Body Heat were a horny boy's very best friend.Unfortunately, because mainstream media is not pornography, many of these T&A films had to combine some of their hottest scenes with dramatic or comedic content that may have furthered the purposes of the film but absolutely destroyed its orgasm-producing potential. Here are five of the biggest ruined orgasm moments in modern (pre-Internet) film.
In 1983, Hollywood released an incredibly awful movie about a bunch of horny boys thinking about breasts and how they could see some breasts and touch breasts and then do something with their penises. I think that was the plot of Private School. Not sure. I do know Phoebe Cates was in it, and that was a great start. After all, Phoebe was kind enough to teach me how to use my penis at 13 with her Fast Times at Ridgemont High performance.
But catching young Gladstone's eye even more than Phoebe was bad rich girl Betsy Russell.
True or false: in the first few months of puberty, this image was semipermanently freeze-framed on my basement TV. (False. Our TV was in the den.)
The Sexy Bait: Betsy Russell StripteaseAnd wouldn't you know it, Ms. Russell gets kinda naked and sexy in an attempt to seduce Matthew Modine. So what's the problem?The Erection-Destroying Switch: Sweaty Matthew Modine in DragThe problem (masturbatorily speaking) is that this is a scene where Modine pretends to be a woman to get into the girl's dorm, so each shot of Russell and her vanishing underwear is chopped up with a shot of a clammy Modine in drag. (BTW, Clammy Modine would make an awesome college band name. Get on that, kids!) Some of you might be thinking, "Just ignore Modine!" While that may have been easy for Hollywood to do from 1987 onward, it's a lot harder for a kid. Something to remember about 13-year-old boys: they're stupid. Like really incredibly stupid. And somewhere in the back of their minds they believe that if they're engaging in an act of self-love and somehow reach climax at the exact moment the camera switches to a dude -- especially a dude in drag -- they'll turn gay forever.
Basic InstinctEveryone remembers the seminal scene from Basic Instinct: Sharon Stone at the peak of her hotness flashing her clammy modine at Michael Douglas.
And yeah, that's pretty great. But not even 13-year-old boys reach climax that quickly, and no one's hoping for just one still picture. We wanted to see sexy ladies not wearing clothes and, y'know, moving around all sexy-like. And the good news is
Blue VelvetBack in junior high school, when most little boys were pining away for Heather Locklear or Elle Macpherson or Madonna, I was focused on a classier pursuit: Isabella Rossellini. And when I say pursuit, I mean using telepathic mind control to get Ms. Rossellini to pick me up at my parents' house and drive me away in her sex limo.
Needless to say, when I found out that there was movie I could rent called
Still waiting, Ms. Rossellini.
And then there's the bigger problem of Rossellini's sex happening at the hands of a drug-addicted, unhinged criminal with mommy issues. The only thing from the '80s to kill more erections than Dennis Hopper's performance was Mrs. Garrett from the
I will get you for this, Mr. Lynch.
Serves you right for dropping trou to Tootie!
PsychoEveryone knows that Psycho's a classic Hitchcock horror film and that Anthony Perkins created arguably the most memorable serial killer in film history. (Sit down, Lecter fans, I said "arguably.") Everyone also knows about that famous shower scene. But how many people stop to consider that when a 13-year-old boy hears there's going to be a movie with a famous shower scene on TV, he's hoping to masturbate? Well they should, because they do. The Sexy Bait: Naked, Wet Janet LeighHere is Janet Leigh:
Va-va-va voom. Also appropriate? Mrwor! And even MeeeOWW, WOOF, WOOF! That's right. Janet Leigh was so hot back in the day that she turned on both cats and dogs. Quite the looker.
At about the 1:21 mark, Janet starts making some shower-appropriate sex faces, which are very encouraging and appreciated.
Put that erection away, son.
And then it just goes horribly wrong. I mean, it goes horribly right as one of the most memorable horror scenes in cinematic history, but as far a pubescent-boy penis is concerned, it's a huge failure. Mostly because the only sexy shots are nearly subliminal. Oh, and filled with murder. That, too.
Actually, wait a second. We're on to something here.
Didn't really do it for me, but years later these shots were heavily praised on MurderErection.com, assuming that site exists.
Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream WarriorsI'm not trying to sound too cool, but Dream Warriors -- the third installment in Wes Craven's Nightmare on Elm Street series -- held a very special place in my pants. (How'd I do? Did I manage not to sound too cool?)The Sexy Bait: Sex With a Super Hot '80s NurseLike the other Elm Street movies, it's about a murdered pedophile who torments the new generation of Elm Street children in their dreams. There was one character in Dream Warriors to whom I particularly related: the high school debater with a mullet who wanted to have sex a lot.
Which brings us to my favorite part of the movie: an actress combining the sex appeal of every '80s blonde who ever posed on top of a Camaro portraying a naughty nurse who wants to have sex with my on-screen doppelganger. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Shockingly, I was also on the debate team. (Again, not trying to sound too cool.)
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