By the way, if you haven’t seen Shortbus yet, don’t bother. Really.
It uniquely achieves talking about sex in a spectacularly tedious way: I gave up at the one-hour mark a week ago and only managed to pull myself together to watch the remaining thirty-something minutes while lunch was cooking today. The film also features some monumentally irritating characters, with gay men being drama queens or shallow and straight men being scummy, while women — both lesbian and straight — are lovingly portrayed in an almost old-fashioned misogynistic manner. Actually, only the maitre d’ of Shortbus is endearing and engaging.
Why, oh why, is it so hard to talk about sex? :-p