Remember the 90s, where the opposing worlds of indie film and light eroticism collided on the silver screen? Think “Wide Sargasso Sea,” “Henry and June,” and the mightiest of all art-smut genre warhorses “The Unbearable Lightness of Being.” I was reminded of this fine-ass era while watching the 1998 Catherine McCormack juggernaut “Dangerous Beauty” as a Netflix rental with my bon ami, a work that jettisons the art-house pieties of the above films and delivers something that’s not really softcore, not really art, not really historical verity, but an unashamed “bodice-ripper” desperate to entertain.
C-Mac plays a young thing in 16th Century Venice who is forced (or rather mildly coerced by limited opportunities) into courtesanship. She is mentored by her mother (Jacqueline Bisset), who helpfully produces a male nude subject and memorably instructs, “use your tongue and fingers judiciously and your teeth never.” The rest is a faux-historic romp with swords, impromptu displays of poetic wit, and final vindication of the courtesan and her unimpeachable fusion of brains and T&A.
My bon ami and I actually took a sex break in the middle of the film, not because the onscreen action was powerfully arousing, but because some unabashed rumpy-pumpy just seemed like a natural part of the retro-libertine aura lingering in the air. I used my tongue and fingers judiciously. And my teeth? Well, maybe a little, dear reader…
XO
Syl
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