As your basic Hedonistic film critic, I can really get off on a truly
great graphic sex scene -- like Richard Gere pleasuring Katherine Borowitz
from behind in Mike Figgis' sizzling Internal
Affairs. I also see merit in the perspective of The Master, Alfred
Hitchcock, who was sexually obsessed (think Kim Novak in Vertigo)
but blatantly refused to portray any intimate act on celluloid. Quoth
Hitch: "If an actress wants to convey a sexy quality, she ought to maintain
a slightly mysterious air." I began thinking of films which are incredibly
sensuous and erotic but totally non-graphic. Just conjure up the image
of Daniel Day-Lewis rapturously kissing Michelle Pfeiffer's satin slipper
on her decadent leopard-skin rug in "The Age of Innocence"...
1) Death
in Venice (1971). Luchino Visconti's cinematic vision of
Thomas Mann's masterpiece is widely considered to be one of the most
gorgeous films ever made, with the look of a Manet painting. Set in
heavenly Venice, Dirk Bogarde plays a widowed world-famous composer,
who, in keeping with his eternal search for beauty in art and in life,
becomes lasciviously enthralled by an angelic, androgynous-looking young
blonde Polish boy who wears sailor suits, frolics in the ocean, and
returns Bogarde's strange, suggestive smiles.
2) The
Age of Innocence (1993). Martin Scorcese's precise adaptation
of Edith Wharton's novel, (which won a 1994 Oscar for Best Costume Design)
takes place in 1870's N.Y.C., in elegant mansions filled with ornately
be-jeweled and luxuriantly gowned women; in lavish gardens and at orgiastic
feasts. Protagonist Daniel Day-Lewis is torn between his consuming love
for the scandalous, experienced, worldly Michelle Pfeiffer (Countess
Oleska) and his contempt for the naivete of his virginal fiancée,
Winona Ryder. Without anyone even making an overt reference, but with
double entendre aplenty, each actor in this sumptuous film is so carnally
consumed that it should more accurately be titled The Age of Sexual
Obsession.
3) The
Dead (1987). John Huston's rendition of a story from Dubliners
shows us the virtue of simple pleasures...instead of Whartonian gourmet
gluttony, an Irish family gathers together to derive joy and excitement
from a perfectly-cooked slice of goose, a wedge of delectable plum pudding.
The regal Angelica Huston has never looked as beautiful; snowfall has
never seemed so sensual or so sad; the events and ambiance inspire Huston
to tearfully tell her husband the heart-rending story of a deceased
young man, the only one she had ever truly loved. More about romantic
love than sex itself, the attention to detail makes this film's subtlety
sublime.
4) Gods
and Monsters (1998). Directed by Bill Condon, and starring
Ian McKellan, Brendan Fraser and Lynne Redgrave (nominated for a Best
Supporting Actress Oscar for 1999), this exquisitely-detailed drama
of a sensitive, thoughtful aging gay man's (McKellan) inspired but unsuccessful
attempts to seduce his irresistibly handsome straight gardener (Fraser)
is filled with pathos, sadness, beauty and eventually, transformation.
5) Far
From the Madding Crowd (1967). The brilliant director John
Schlesinger (Midnight
Cowboy) working with cinematographer-turned-director Nicolas
Roeg have created a breath-taking adaptation of the Thomas Hardy novel
about Bathsheba Everdene (Julie Christie), a "maddeningly beautiful"
and independent young woman who inherits a farm in the lush English
countryside, and of the three men: Peter Finch, an older, wealthy landowner
who is possessive of her; Terence Stamp, a charismatic young soldier
whose phallic swordplay is one of the classic scenes of cinema; and
Alan Bates, a humble but loyal shephard--all of whom vie to worship
her. Love, love, love and lust are the hallmarks of the second most
gorgeous film ever made.
6) The
Story of Adele H. (1975). Directed by Francois Truffaut,
it is the sorrowful true tale of Victor Hugo's daughter Adele, played
by the unbelievably ravishing Isabelle Adjani when she was just 20 years
old...and quite possibly the world's most beautiful woman. In the surreally
foggy city of Halifax, Nova Scotia, in the late 1800's, the intensely
passionate Adele Hugo tries unsuccessfully to win back the affections
of her unworthy ex-lover, a decadent Army Colonel, as she writes feverish
poetry and discreetly follows him, wearing scarlet satin gowns in covered
carriages, to his trysts with other women. She even sends a prostitute
to his quarters so she can enjoy him vicariously.
7) Shall
We Dance? (1996). Masayuki Suo wrote and directed this
story of a repressed businessman, Koji Yakusho who wants to...and succeeds...in
learning to express his emotions, passion and joie de vivre by studying
ballroom dancing. Splendidly-realized and captivatingly choreographed,
Yakusho's graceful and gracious teacher was formerly one of Japan's
premiere ballerinas, Tamiyo Kusakari.
8) Black
Orpheus (1959). Marcel Camus' 1960 Best Foreign Language
Film Oscar Winner is an amazingly vibrant and colorful re-telling of
the tragic, passionate myth of Orpheus and Eurydice in (then) contemporary
Brazil during Carnival, ending with the two lovers, Marpessa Dawn and
Bruno Mello falling together, in an eternal embrace, into a giant flower.
Will the two star-crossed lovers make love in the afterlife?
9) Gabbeh
(1996). Iranian director Mohsen Makhmalbaf tells of the fable of Gabbeh,
a lovely young woman from an almost extinct nomadic mountain clan. Gabbeh
(Shaghayegh Djodat) travels with her family through luscious scenery,
dreaming of the mysterious horseman who pursues her, howling love songs...with
her tale of unfulfilled desire simultaneously being woven into vividly-hued
tapestries by a wise elderly couple.
10) Three
Seasons (April, 1999). The first American film to be shot
in Vietnam since the war by writer/director Tony Bui, (and last year's
Sundance Grand Jury, Audience and Cinematography Awards Winner) it tells
of the fates of four strangers, as they love and survive in the hauntingly
scenic old city of Saigon; in ponds where a young woman, Gnoc Hiep,
harvests white lotuses while old women sing constantly; on a tree-lined
street where a sweet young prostitute, Zoe Bui, (no relation to the
director), whose suitor sees only her inner beauty, wears a white dress
and a red scarf and dances ecstatically with upturned hands, twirling
and swirling, as clouds of red blossoms cascade upon her.