Can You Lose Your Virginity Again

"Porky's," "American Pie" and more.

You lot never forget your first time, they say. And even if you were to endeavor very hard to expunge the memory, Hollywood will do its best to keep on reminding you lot anyway. With seemingly another R-rated one-act released every week, (this week's beingness "The To Do List" starring Aubrey Plaza, opening this Friday, read our review here), The Kickoff Time has become increasingly well-trafficked territory, and it's not difficult to run across why. Really it's a screenwriter'southward dream—an (nearly) universally relatable life-stage conundrum (in the Western globe, anyway) that is ripe with potential for misunderstandings, social embarrassment and clumsiness, and that's simply within the more comedic end of the spectrum.

In fact, information technology's telling that then many of the American films that bargain with the field of study practice and so from the vantage point of a "smutty" comedy (leaving stuff like "Kids" aside for a moment). Hollywood's double standard in regards to sex and violence is well documented, but it does seem kind of odd that you can go to the theater and see someone'due south viscera explode in 3-D pretty much as soon as your historic period is in double figures, but a naked breast or, God foreclose, a penis…? Just these films, in which there's often a lot of talking, planning, but not necessarily a not bad deal of skin bared, like their protagonists, get to walk the line between innocence and experience—they go to play in raunchy territory without necessarily falling foul of the censors. (Side question: is there whatever more prudish give-and-take in the globe than "raunchy"?) On the flip side, though, the sex comedy volition always endeavour to test those boundaries then, more than many genres, directly reflects the morals and mores of the times information technology'south made in, which is why ruby-red-poppin' films made 2 decades ago can feel hopelessly dated. But again, that tin can exist part of their amuse.

Here are a few examples, ranging from the classic to the obscure, of the many, many times Hollywood has resigned its membership to the Big-V club, landed its first Martian probe on Venus, attended the Bush Countdown Ball, or whatever other terrible euphemism you prefer, for the glorious rite of passage/horrible fumbling catastrophe that is having sexual intercourse for the very outset time.

"Porky's" (1982)
Arguably the "Citizen Kane" of teenage sex comedies, this is
the picture that inspired countless copycats and still remains a criterion
of the smutty subgenre, equally hilarious and risque every bit ever. It concerns a grouping of Florida teens hellbent on losing their virginity, who visit the titular establishment hoping a prostitute can help them
out. Instead, the redneck owners of the gild humiliate the kids before
kick them out, prompting a quest for revenge as the teens fix out to get back at Porky and
his brother (who happens to be the sheriff). This thread of the
narrative is so painfully at odds with the cardinal conceit of kids trying
to get laid that it often makes things feel forced and unnatural.
Merely there are enough shenanigans involving the horny young men and their
quest for sexual gratification to comfortably seat it in the
"stone cold classic" area of this particular list. And in fact some of its funnier moments tin still feel somewhat shocking for their graphic-ness, like the famous sequence where the
boys are spying their female person classmates through a hole they've
discovered in the girl's locker room. They tin glimpse a dozen or so
young girls, completely naked and go on to go found out in the nigh vile mode
possible (we don't want to ruin information technology if y'all've been living in a cave for
the past 30 years). Safety to say, as a sex comedy, "Porky's" has notwithstanding to be topped. And for good reason: it's squealingly great.

"The Sessions" (2012)
What makes "The Sessions"—which garnered a small amount of Oscar fizz terminal year merely was ultimately drowned out by larger, flashier films and byFox Searchlight'due south muddled, parallel awards campaign for "Hitchcock"—such a breath of fresh air in a somewhat stale genre, is that the virgin dying to lose "it" is a centre-aged man (the irrepressible John Hawkes)confined to an fe lung. His wish is to lose his virginity before he dies (his prognosis is grim), and he attempts this via the employ of a sex surrogate, played fearlessly by Helen Hunt. The relationship between the iron lung-encased human being and the surrogate, who tries to be all business organisation but whose feelings practice creep into the equation, serves as the emotional middle for the film, likewise as the conduit through which such virginity loss hallmarks as premature ejaculation and full frontal (female) nudity, are trotted out. Information technology's a surprisingly winning combination of sentimentality and smut and the direction never veers too far in one direction or the other. It helps that information technology's anchored past ii of the finest performances ever to grace what is essentially a comedy nigh trying to get laid for the commencement time.

"American Pie" (1999)
One of the more unlikely franchises in recent memory (consummate with a
sub-franchise of seemingly countless straight-to-video sequels) began with
1999's "American Pie," a cheesy, warmhearted throwback to the sex
comedies of the '80s (this time with 100% more than Internet stripteases).
It doesn't become more than classic than this in terms of fix-up: a group of
4 friends make a pact to lose their virginity by the time they
graduate high school—past any means necessary. It'southward non as wacky or
raunchy as its premise sounds, although this is a movie that earns its
title thanks to an infamous scene involving Jason Biggs making
sweet beloved to a freshly baked dessert. There'due south a sweet to "American Pie" that sets it apart from some of the
more soulless sex comedies of the by few decades, with characters you
really care nearly succeeding (scoring). The franchise has remained
surprisingly chaste, right up until last year's "American Reunion," which still featured less sex than an average episode of "The Vampire Diaries." Times they are a-changin'.

 "The Rules of Attraction" (2002)
Roger Avary said that with "The Rules of Attraction,"
he wanted a movie that was more representative of the typical higher
experience. Instead of harmless japery and the gooey coming-of-historic period that
films like "American Pie" and "Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants"
sell, "The Rules of Attraction" was supposed offer a glimpse into the
poisonous reality of American youth. It was a bold move and a tough sell
for Avary's offset post-"Lurid Fiction" directing gig (some eight years had elapsed), just the emotional vampires and drug-addled zombies who populate Bret Easton-Ellis' masterpiece of nihilism were more than than up to the job. Few get-go-times can exist equally repulsive as that which Shannyn Sossamon'south Lauren Hynde endures. Having fantasized for weeks almost the possibility of an meet with James Van Der Beek's
Sean Bateman, who she thinks is a mannerly stoner but who turns out to
be a deadline psychopathic coke-dealer, or with Victor, her absent-minded
swain and another class-A bastard, she decides to but accept the
jump. A student filmmaker catches her eye at a party, and, by this
indicate, so drunk she hardly knows what she is doing, they go off to a
bedroom to "smoke a articulation." She passes out, and when she comes to she
finds someone is having sexual practice with her and her virginity is being lost. She
realizes that it is some drunk "townie" who she's never met
and not fifty-fifty the motion picture student, who is really filming everything. She'due south
horrified, and merely every bit things tin seemingly get no worse, the townie vomits
on her. It'south a horrendous, three-minute catalogue of degeneracy and
psychological catastrophe, and equally a argument on America'south youth it
could hardly exist more damning. No dubiety a few of the "Dawson's Creek" fans who
sat down to spotter this rather mismarketed movie felt the aforementioned way.

"The xl-Year-Old Virgin" (2005)
Cementing the frat pack reign of Judd Apatow and raising Steve Carell to leading funnyman stature, "The forty Year-Old Virgin"
struck comedy gilt. Andy Stitzer (Carell) is a heart-aged sales
associate at a tech store who collects action figures and has yet to
have sex (as you could guess from the title). It isn't a lifestyle
choice, he's just stuck in arrested development: "You know what? I respect women! I love women! I respect them then
much that I completely stay away from them!" Whereas other films on this list stray to either the more sentimental
or crude side of losing your virginity, "The 40 Year-Former Virgin" manages
a hilarious yet heartwarming balance (thanks to the co-writing efforts
of Apatow and Carell forth with some golden supporting cast improv),
or every bit the trailer says, it's "A comedy that will touch you, like you've
never been touched before." Rather than being creeped out past or blindly
championing Andy, the audition actually feels for him and roots for him
to be happy, which includes popping that crimson and so he can have a
"normal" adult relationship with Trish (Catherine Keener), the
spacey young grandmother who would exist his perfect other half.
When Andy gets in that location and finally discovers, afterward all these years, what all the fuss has been about, well, who wouldn't break into a chorus or two of "The Historic period of Aquarius"?

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