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Seks na ekranie
Przez długi czas pocałunek był jedynym aktem seksualnym, który można było zobaczyć na amerykańskich ekranach. W latach 60. i 70., pod wpływem rewolucji seksualnej, kino przeżyło bardzo specyficzny okres dojrzewania.
Widzowie zrozumieli, że od filmu można wymagać szczegółowych informacji na temat łożkowych wydarzeń. Linda Williams opowiada zarówno o tym, jak przedstawienia seksu rozwijały się w historii kina, jak i o naszych reakcjach
na zmieniające się sposoby reprezentacji. Rzuca tym samym
nowe światło na rożne formy przyjemności i wiedzy, które poznajemy dzięki filmowym obrazom seksu.
Widzowie zrozumieli, że od filmu można wymagać szczegółowych informacji na temat łożkowych wydarzeń. Linda Williams opowiada zarówno o tym, jak przedstawienia seksu rozwijały się w historii kina, jak i o naszych reakcjach
na zmieniające się sposoby reprezentacji. Rzuca tym samym
nowe światło na rożne formy przyjemności i wiedzy, które poznajemy dzięki filmowym obrazom seksu.
428 pages, Paperback
First published September 2, 2008
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January 11, 2009
With no little excitement at the prospect of reading high theory while screening black-and-white porn stills (hubba-hubba!), I opened this provocative new work by the (still young) grand doyen of academic film studies, Linda Williams. Screening Sex is the newest addition to the John Hope Franklin Center for Interdisciplinary and International Studies, and is just as serious, humane, and refreshing as her other works. Hard Core: Power, Pleasure, and the "Frenzy of the Visible" launched respectable academic research concerns with pornography beyond the "pro-anti" debates in feminism, and this research was continued in 2004's Porn Studies.
Screening Sex spans 113 years’ worth of cinematic portrayals of sexuality. “Filmmakers,” Williams writes, “critics, and society have not agreed on the correct place of sex acts mediated by moving images.” She begins with Thomas Edison’s 15-second movie The Kiss (1896) and writes compellingly about big, fat swooning screen kisses of yesteryear (Gone with the Wind); the art house experimental films of Andy Warhol (Blue Movie); the Blaxpoitation flicks of the 1970s (Sweet Sweetback's Baadasssss Song); shocking Japanese erotic films (In the Realm of the Senses); the orgasms of Jane Fonda; Marlon Brando's ass; the better known works by Bergman, Almodóvar, and Oshima; those of the lesser known Breilliat and Chereau; and mainstream gay male hardcore. Screening Sex climaxes at the new millennium gadgets and cyberporn of Jenna Jameson.
Williams interrogates image, screen, writer, actor and off-screen chat as much as onscreen dialogue to show why cinematic sexuality is more often implied than explicit: "Over time...we become habituated to this screening and to our sympathetic relations to the sex of others as a kind of carnal knowledge felt in our bodies." Her central motif is captured by the book's title: "I will insist on the double meaning of the verb to screen as both revelation and concealment. To screen is to reveal on a screen. But a second, equally important meaning, as the dictionary reads, is 'to shelter or protect with or as a screen.' Movies both reveal and conceal." Indeed.
By the time I reached Chapter Six, "Primal Scenes on American Screens (1986-2005)," I had again screened The Virgin Spring, Klute, Coming Home, and Brokeback Mountain. Plunging once again into David Lynch's Blue Velvet, a certain line struck me. The lantern-jawed, about-to-become-iconic-faced character Jeffrey Beaumont (played by Kyle MacLachlan) says, "I'm seeing something that was always hidden." Maybe, maybe not, but this tension, this uncertainty about what in film is and isn’t visible captures well the brilliance of the visions of directors such as Lynch and the work of film theorists such as Williams in explicating them. Jeffrey doesn’t see the seamy underbelly of Lumberton until it’s too late. He hasn't the slightest idea why the torch singer, played by Isabella Rosselini, wants him to beat her. He sees, but doesn’t understand why her tormenter, played by Dennis Hopper, alternates between roles of cruel boyfriend and sexually confused son. The sexual prudery generally of Americans and the specific sexual prudery of the Production Code era comprise the scales over the eyes of viewed and voyeur alike. When in one key scene the partially clothed Dorothy squarely examines the genitalia of the now-naked Jeffrey, we viewers are forbidden from seeing what she sees. And that's her point.
There is little about which to complain. I don't agree that Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? was a comedy, and neither can AIDS be "spread" by anal sex, though of course HIV can be transmitted that way. Williams misses the mark in discussing the political (not cinematic) implications of Freud's "seduction theory" as applied to female sexuality. I appreciate her discussion of the importance for adult sexuality of the "primal scene," when child catches Mom and Dad in flagrante delicto, and her semi-autobiographical accounts of her own movie theater experiences work well. I agree that Williams needed Freud to read and critique Brokeback Mountain: "The fantasy of seduction operates as America's first mainstream movie example of the seduction into homosexual desire."
Nevertheless, Freud didn't simply come to "doubt the veracity" of female accounts of seduction. Feminist neo-Freudians—such as Melanie Klein, Karen Horney and Helene Deutsch—argued in psychological terms, and Paul Ferris (Dr. Freud) and Jeffrey Masson (The Assault on Truth) have made clear on archival grounds that Freud talked himself out of female seduction (i.e., rape) on political and ideological, not empirical grounds. Her treatment of Barbarella, Coming Home, and Klute is compelling, but she might have strengthened her case by treating prostitution-themed films as a separate genre. Sada, Pretty Woman, Breaking the Waves, Miami Blues, and Whore reveal norms of male domination that work to “protect” some women and against others.
A new work, reviewed here by Liz Simmons, puts a rather different spin on Blaxpoitation. I am surprised that Williams didn't interrogate the scene in Basic Instinct of the interrogation of Sharon Stone’s on-screen character, Catherine Tramell. She thus missed the chance to discuss Stone’s off-screen claim not to have known that her genitals would be bared in the final cut; by the logic of Williams's schema, this "going all the way" was a cinematic first of sorts. Tellingly, they are bared... but not really. Just prior to the fateful legs-uncrossing she is informed that, "This session is being taped." Sixteen years later, it is still being viewed and downloaded from the Internet, thus also exemplifying the third, technological meaning to Screening Sex.
Review by Lawrence James Hammar, Ph.D.
Screening Sex spans 113 years’ worth of cinematic portrayals of sexuality. “Filmmakers,” Williams writes, “critics, and society have not agreed on the correct place of sex acts mediated by moving images.” She begins with Thomas Edison’s 15-second movie The Kiss (1896) and writes compellingly about big, fat swooning screen kisses of yesteryear (Gone with the Wind); the art house experimental films of Andy Warhol (Blue Movie); the Blaxpoitation flicks of the 1970s (Sweet Sweetback's Baadasssss Song); shocking Japanese erotic films (In the Realm of the Senses); the orgasms of Jane Fonda; Marlon Brando's ass; the better known works by Bergman, Almodóvar, and Oshima; those of the lesser known Breilliat and Chereau; and mainstream gay male hardcore. Screening Sex climaxes at the new millennium gadgets and cyberporn of Jenna Jameson.
Williams interrogates image, screen, writer, actor and off-screen chat as much as onscreen dialogue to show why cinematic sexuality is more often implied than explicit: "Over time...we become habituated to this screening and to our sympathetic relations to the sex of others as a kind of carnal knowledge felt in our bodies." Her central motif is captured by the book's title: "I will insist on the double meaning of the verb to screen as both revelation and concealment. To screen is to reveal on a screen. But a second, equally important meaning, as the dictionary reads, is 'to shelter or protect with or as a screen.' Movies both reveal and conceal." Indeed.
By the time I reached Chapter Six, "Primal Scenes on American Screens (1986-2005)," I had again screened The Virgin Spring, Klute, Coming Home, and Brokeback Mountain. Plunging once again into David Lynch's Blue Velvet, a certain line struck me. The lantern-jawed, about-to-become-iconic-faced character Jeffrey Beaumont (played by Kyle MacLachlan) says, "I'm seeing something that was always hidden." Maybe, maybe not, but this tension, this uncertainty about what in film is and isn’t visible captures well the brilliance of the visions of directors such as Lynch and the work of film theorists such as Williams in explicating them. Jeffrey doesn’t see the seamy underbelly of Lumberton until it’s too late. He hasn't the slightest idea why the torch singer, played by Isabella Rosselini, wants him to beat her. He sees, but doesn’t understand why her tormenter, played by Dennis Hopper, alternates between roles of cruel boyfriend and sexually confused son. The sexual prudery generally of Americans and the specific sexual prudery of the Production Code era comprise the scales over the eyes of viewed and voyeur alike. When in one key scene the partially clothed Dorothy squarely examines the genitalia of the now-naked Jeffrey, we viewers are forbidden from seeing what she sees. And that's her point.
There is little about which to complain. I don't agree that Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? was a comedy, and neither can AIDS be "spread" by anal sex, though of course HIV can be transmitted that way. Williams misses the mark in discussing the political (not cinematic) implications of Freud's "seduction theory" as applied to female sexuality. I appreciate her discussion of the importance for adult sexuality of the "primal scene," when child catches Mom and Dad in flagrante delicto, and her semi-autobiographical accounts of her own movie theater experiences work well. I agree that Williams needed Freud to read and critique Brokeback Mountain: "The fantasy of seduction operates as America's first mainstream movie example of the seduction into homosexual desire."
Nevertheless, Freud didn't simply come to "doubt the veracity" of female accounts of seduction. Feminist neo-Freudians—such as Melanie Klein, Karen Horney and Helene Deutsch—argued in psychological terms, and Paul Ferris (Dr. Freud) and Jeffrey Masson (The Assault on Truth) have made clear on archival grounds that Freud talked himself out of female seduction (i.e., rape) on political and ideological, not empirical grounds. Her treatment of Barbarella, Coming Home, and Klute is compelling, but she might have strengthened her case by treating prostitution-themed films as a separate genre. Sada, Pretty Woman, Breaking the Waves, Miami Blues, and Whore reveal norms of male domination that work to “protect” some women and against others.
A new work, reviewed here by Liz Simmons, puts a rather different spin on Blaxpoitation. I am surprised that Williams didn't interrogate the scene in Basic Instinct of the interrogation of Sharon Stone’s on-screen character, Catherine Tramell. She thus missed the chance to discuss Stone’s off-screen claim not to have known that her genitals would be bared in the final cut; by the logic of Williams's schema, this "going all the way" was a cinematic first of sorts. Tellingly, they are bared... but not really. Just prior to the fateful legs-uncrossing she is informed that, "This session is being taped." Sixteen years later, it is still being viewed and downloaded from the Internet, thus also exemplifying the third, technological meaning to Screening Sex.
Review by Lawrence James Hammar, Ph.D.
August 24, 2016
I read this in preparing to teach a Human Sexuality course, as some of my professional interests are in media psychology, specifically the portrayals of psychological issues in movies and on television. This was a fascinating, reasonably "balanced" look at how sexuality has been portrayed in moving images from 1896 to 2006, beginning with the scandalous nature of portraying even a closed-mouth kiss, all the way up to "interactive" pornography. The author fortunately moves the argument past the typical "it's all good" vs. "it's all the devil" debate (there are many many books and articles that cover that), and onto other areas, such as how liberation doesn't necessarily mean "better" like many progressives would like us to think, and how liberation doesn't necessarily mean "worse" like many conservatives would like us to think. It depends! There are benefits, new problems, and unknowns to the changes that have occurred. One notable issue - ensuring that sexually explicit material was kept out of mainstream film literally stripped (no pun intended, ha) pornography of artistic merit, reducing it to the singular goal of assisting in achieving orgasm. Kids today (most of whom are exposed to porn before they're ready to understand what they are seeing) learn so much about sex through explicit pornography that actually "conceals" more than it reveals about sex and relationships.
A note to readers who have children around - there are a few explicit images in some of the chapters related to the examples that are discussed.
A note to readers who have children around - there are a few explicit images in some of the chapters related to the examples that are discussed.
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