The Time Machine (review)
I got yer time machine right here. See, you buy a ticket to this new Guy Pearce movie, and 90 minutes later, 3 days have passed by.
I got yer time machine right here. See, you buy a ticket to this new Guy Pearce movie, and 90 minutes later, 3 days have passed by.
The bad news is, you’re a schlub of a guy. The good news is, you’ve just met the girl of your dreams: she’s smart, funny, sexy as hell. The bad news is, her attitude reeks of “Not if you were the last man on Earth.” The good news is, you are, which is making her … more…
The problem with sex in the movies isn’t that there’s too much of it — it’s that’s there’s too little of it. There may be no shortage of nearly naked bodies and sweaty grunting and creaking bedsprings, but that’s just raw physicality — what’s missing is seductiveness, sensuality, intelligence, a sense of the numinous. What’s missing is the notion that our most important sex organ is the human brain.