Say it three times fast, I dare ya.
Point is, thought I’d take a little poll of the sexiest scenes involving sexual innuendo, sexual metaphor, whatever, but not involving actual sex. I feel there should be a division here: pre-60s and post-60s films, since prior to the 60s, filmmakers were ONLY able to portray sex through metaphor and innuendo, giving them a significant advantage over post-60s filmmakers, who, if they wanted to portray sex, could do simply do so.
This will apply only to movies. If you want to mention a TV scene, feel free to, but network TV still works under strictures almost as strict as filmmakers did prior to the 60s.
I’ll start by nominating a little-known scene from a movie called “The Ghost in the Invisible Bikini.” It was post-sixties, I believe, but as it was aimed at a teen market was censored. At one point, the bad guys kidnapped well-endowed female lead Deborah Walley. They tie her, wearing a see-through purple negligee, to a log in an abandoned sawmill, with her legs spread wide to either side of the log. Then they turn on the saw and send the log with her on it slowly down toward it. Then the good guys arrive and begin fighting it out with the bad guys. Periodically the good guys would get to the switch and back the log up, but then the bad guys would get to the switch and send it forward.
As a result, we had all these scenes of a half-naked, wailing, shreking, woman doing some SERIOUS writhing as she got closer and closer to the saw, so close that the saw would start cutting the log and as the woman shreiked louder and writhed even more vigorously, a huge shower of sawdust would erupt from between her legs as the saw started cutting the log. Then the good guys would hitch the switch as the woman slumped in grateful release. Then the bad guys would hit the switch and the whole process would start over again.
And lest we miss the point, a lot of Walley’s sawmill scenes were shot with a Heaving Breast Cam, it’s viewpoint fixed just above her head, so that we see her heaving breasts and writhing thighs and then we see the sawdust erupt like fireworks from between her legs.
This is undoubtedly the most imaginative use of the old “tied to the log in a sawmill” cliche I have ever seen in my life.
So, anybody else got anything else?