Jennifer Jason Leigh was also in Flesh and Blood, in which she’s brutally raped by Rutger Hauer as his gang of mercenaries looks on. (One of them is a young boy, looks about ten.) She finds she likes it, and starts playing footsy with his balls at the table and can’t wait to get naked and take a bath with him (okay, the getting naked part was good).
One of the more disturbing sex scenes I’ve seen was in Very Bad Things, in which Jeremy Priven is doing it with a pretty Asian hooker in a bathroom, and manages to slam her against the wall so that a coathook punctures her skull; this means she’s dead or dying while he gets off, completely oblivious.
The creepiest thing about this scene is the attitude it reveals. There is no concern on the part of either the characters or the filmmakers for the woman as a person. The whole incident is just an ugly, embarrassing accident that needs to be hidden so that the male characters can return to their normal lives.
Shortly thereafter, a black hotel security guard is killed in order to cover up the death of the prostitute. Suddenly, one of our lead characters starts feeling pangs of guilt, worrying that the guard might have left behind a wife and kids. Strangely, no such concerns are ever voiced about the dead woman: when she’s gone, she’s gone, and no one really cares.
Last Exit to Brooklyn. The, er, climactic scene in what was really quite a depressing and repellent movie.
I remember my sister commenting years ago that Jennifer Jason Leigh always seems to play these parts where she is on some level a victim sexually. She’s an good actress and no doubt chooses the roles she does for a reason, but still.
I’m surprised no one has mentioned The Messenger. In the first 15 or so minutes of it there is a scene where a soldier impales a nun on a door behind which young Joan of Arc is hiding, and he then he procedes to rape her, finishing AFTER she dies- and then turns to ask his buddies who wants the next go. Can you say mentally violated by that putrid trash? It pissed me off so badly I shut the movie off. I would have shot my TV if I had been armed. I’m still pissed off at that!
Okay, I’m calm now…
The most disgusting love scene I’ve ever seen would have to be the one from Hellraiser. The guys body is not finished reforming and he has no skin- let me repeat that- HE HAS NO SKIN- but yet the chick still gets it on with him. eeeeeewwwwwwww!!!
I think the most laughable love scene I’ve ever seen is the one in Tequila Sunrise. Mel Gibson was in it, but I can’t remember who the female lead was. The love scene took place in a hot tub, which may or may not be romantic, but at one point the couple comes shooting up out of the water in a manner remnicient of Sea World.
In the “no chemistry” category, I’d nominate Sly Stallone and Sharon Stone rolling around in “The Specialist.” Not only is there zero passion, it looks like both participants are wrestling for better camera angles: “Look at my buff bod!” “No! Look at MY buff bod!”
I think this qualifies as a sex scene, though my mind has mercifully blotted out the details: a distraught Faye Dunaway bleating “I’m out of control!!!” while getting it on with Tommy Lee Jones in the middle of a murder investigation in The Eyes of Laura Mars.
I’m sorry that Mystery Science Theater 3000 never got a whack at that movie.
Ahhhh, youth. Cast your mind back to One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest. Billy Bibbit loses his virginity, and it’s so agonizing that he kills himself out of humiliation and fear of what his mother will do to him.
Sorry, but this just devastated me when I read the book, and the film was even worse. To me, that is without doubt the worst scene I ever saw about sex in my entire life.
The reference to An Officer And A Gentleman really does rank up there as most awkward. Then again, I’ve never seen a sex scene with Richard Gere that had even a hit of spark to it. He simply has mastered the art of detachment, it makes scenes of intimacy awful to witness.
I shot a sex scene once, in a feature I shot with Tim Roth called No Way Home. The scene was with James Russo and Deborah Karr Unger, and they get it on-standing up- in the storage room of a bar. It was an awful thing to have to shoot, and was highly difficult for me to do. It reminded me of how calculated every thing is in a movie, every gesture, angle, move, sound… it put me off of any romantic feelings for quite a while, actually. Thank god I never accepted the offers I got to shoot porn.
Basic Instinct, when Michael Douglas forcibly sodomises his wife, and she winds up enjoying it. I turned off the VCR after that, and have never seen the rest of that vile little fim. Some things are just wrong.
And I can’t figure why Comedy Central insists on running Very Bad Things all the freaking time, when there’s so not anything funny about it at all. Jeremy Piven is great in it, though, when he starts to fall apart at the end.
BTW, I thought it was Michael Douglas’s shrink he was roughing it up with; Jeanne Tripplehorn, an actress I can’t stand. And we didn’t really need to see his bare ass there, did we?
Any Skin-a-max “adult suspense” cable movie could get the award for worst/awkward sex scene; the self-conscious gyrating, camera acrobatics that reveal boobs and bush but never–god forbid–a penis or scrotum, the soft jazz soundtrack. Eeesh.
First of all she wasn’t his wife, second of all, I doubt her character was as turned off by it as you were, and third of all, I actually thought that scene was better than the Sharon Stone scenes. She was FRIGID.
My nominees are the final love scene in Wings of the Dove, but it’s supposed to be passionless and awkward, which makes it a really great and powerful ending to the movie, imo.
My second nominee has already been mentioned: the Fast Times at Ridgemont High pool house scene. Yech.
Well, if we want to talk about vile – as opposed to merely awkward – there’s always the rape scene in STRANGE DAYS.
The only entertaining thing about it was the ridiculous rationalizations given by director Kathryn Bigelow (whose work I used to like, long ago) to justify its presence in the film: After the Ralph Fiennes character “experiences” the rape by use of the film’s sci-fi virtual reality S.Q.U.I.D. gizmo, he throws up – Bigelow’s way of clueing the audience to how they should react, as if we were too dumb on our own to know that the rape was a very bad thing.
Sliver with Sharon Stone and one of the Baldwin brothers. They had as zero chemistry and it made me cringe at their “erotic” scenes. Plus, the movie was just downright bad.
IMO, in Damage the sex scenes are supposed to be awkward. It’s not really about attraction because, if you’ll notice, they never even kiss. Rather it’s about power and obsession. He wants her because she’s his son’s lover.
I guess no one else thought of the movie, I’ve forgotten the name already it was so bad, with Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman. No way out, don’t look back, something like that. I remember thinking, there is NO chemistry between these two, oh yeah, they’re married IRL!
The most disturbing, repugnant, sex scene ever must surely be the (imaginary) scene in Office Space where Bill Lumbergh humps Jennifer Aniston’s character, pausing in mid-stroke to take a swill of coffee???
In Enemy at the Gates Jude Law and some woman have sex in a crowded barracks in Stalingrad, right next to other soldiers who are ostensibly asleep. The whole thing is about 45 secs. (no pun intended.)