chicks were born to give you fever, and I'm still running one ..

Showgirls

Allow me to give you an idea of how into women I am suddenly. How hard and stupidly and brazenly I've fallen off the deep side. From isn't it cool to see me dancing with another woman (in some lesbian porn for straight men kind of scenario) to this -- which I'm not even going to describe. It seems to be the theme of the month and honestly even I'm getting sick of it. Either get with it, girl. Cut your hair, get that eyebrow piercing, remove the link to BDSM websites on your bookmark which you haven't visited in months, don't fix up dates with straight men this week, no next week.. or no, its okay, lets do this the week after, stop trying to say to yourself that this is some kind of bizarre rebound trajectory and that you might just be back.

But to give you an idea of how into women I am, lets just say this. I liked Showgirls. The worst, most embarrassingly bad movie ever made. The sex scenes (heterosexual ones, ofcourse) are a hoot. They are somewhere between a really bad Broadway dance production and really bad pornography. If those sex scenes are meant to turn you off straight sex for life, then shit maaaan.. they definitely worked on me. Ofcourse there are reviews of Showgirls that give me hope, one that says that saying Showgirls is sexist or misogynist is to say that Brittany Spears is not a real musician, like you discovered something.

Showgirls turns and twists karma around its thumb like a narrative tool, till you can foretell with a flick of your mouse (yes, I watch movies on my laptop) that the friend of the main female lead (Goddess, no less) is going to suffer badly for Goddess' sins. Goddess keeps saying 'I am not a whore' in the most inappropriate scenes, where you're practically crying and saying - just make out with the other hot woman. Yes, yes, we are all whores. Accept it. Now make out.

But there is a charge in the scenes between the women, the dance scene and the kiss in the end. Or is it because the straight sex in all lesbian films is invariably portrayed just a step better than rape. Even sweet sensitive men in lesbian flicks fuck like grunting robots with a mechanical penis. And then moan suddenly in the middle of their equally spaced jabs and come. Ofcourse the chick looks like -- when and how, and the man looks shamefaced. Another pathetic lesbian flick that I saw recently that has a laughable scene of straight sex is My summer of love. Though the replay of the straight sex between the two women is quite adorable (ugh .. I know, I’ve lost my marbles).

Anyway Showgirls has been attributed the dubious distinction of starting off the trend of liking bad movies. And I enjoyed it.. for the lesbian undercurrent

Yes, I'm in serious need of saving...