Let's Talk About Sex

I agree with a previous comment. Randi Ingerman IS a Goddess in this movie. It is enough to rent this movie just to feast your eyes on this beautiful woman!

Randi...Will you marry me!!!!!

My friend and I were excited to rent a film about women candidly discussing sex, but we soon learned that, instead, this particular movie is about male fantasies regarding how women view sex. We were shocked and dismayed to find out that a woman had written and directed this film.

The most melodramatic piece of GARBAGE I've seen. This is the movie that makes men believe women are overly-dramatic, menstrual, and impossible to understand. It's a total generalization of women, as all the characters are typical stereotypes of lifetime watching, upper-middle class women with too much time on their hands and not enough brains in their heads. I felt absolutely no sympathy for any of these people, not even the one who couldn't have children. Boo hoo, I guess you'll just have to go get your hair done and buy yourself another Gucci suit.

I'm female by the way, and this vulgar display of feminine instability is insulting and untrue. Perhaps one of the worst scenes in this movie is shortly after the girls discover the tape they've been working so hard on has been destroyed and in an attempt to distract themselves they each find an area of their comfortable loft to clean and cry while cleaning products fly in the air. We also get gratuitous cleavage shots while vacuuming.

This movie is not about sex. It's about fakey women getting in touch with how incredibly self-involved they are as they revel in their mediocre problems. All this is done to soft, girly Lilith Fairesque music and soft camera lighting. Plus, as a special treat, all of these women are beautiful and have less than an ounce of fat on them. But you know how difficult life can be when you're beautiful and have little to worry about.

Just godawful. Not enough nudity to be enjoyed as an exploitation flick, not enough camp to be enjoyed as a comedy, and not nearly enough plot to be taken seriously.

You could learn more about women by renting "Basic Instinct" or "Showgirls".

But truthfully, that's the way that life sometimes works!

Which is what I think this movie is actually about. It is a shame that Troy Beyer didn't focus more on the poignant and emotional parts of her three main characters long before the end of this movie. I honestly wasn't hoping for skin footage when I grabbed this video off the shelf. Paget Brewster as Michelle was the only reason I rented it from Blockbuster anyway--there was a recent cycle of her as "Kathy" on Friends broadcast on CBS recently. I found her presence as an actress and character intriguing, besides her large warm eyes and mammoth smile. In "Let's Talk About Sex" the gratuitous, raw sexual footage seemed overdone. But, it did serve to set the musky mood for this film's sexual side. The grainy video footage of women who were interviewed for a possible TV show called "Girl Talk" was impressive and disturbing for me, a guy, who has enough problems trusting some of you already. Their stories and opinions on sex, men, and being women did serve to add depth to the story; nevertheless, I found myself wanting to see more of the emotionally bruised and honest sides of the main characters, more of their history, as well as the sincere parts of the strangers they interviewed for "Girl Talk". To me, it was two different works melded together...the vulgar, clay side of sex along with the more ethereal feelings found within humans as sexual, emotional beings...somehow this film never seemed to find a segue from one into the other without making me lurch from the impact of the pace changes. Two sides of the same coin, I think that this is an honorable work: Like most films that have good merit, this one ends with the three friends each having their own much needed epiphany. That the characters learned something and had their ships come in is enough for me. I did take something really good from it.