Red Pants, Pink Panties

Here's my two Hot DVD moments of the week. (I know, I'm a visual horndog):

1.) "Did you just spank me?"

Jennifer Anniston in "Along Came Polly". I finally got desperate at the video store and picked up this movie. The highlight comes in the scene where Jennifer takes Ben Stiller home to her apartment after their first visit to a salsa dance club. Apparently the salsa dancing got her horny and Jen drags Ben home and jumps his bones. She comes out of the bathroom in a loose, braless, top and tight short red pants (panties?) and climbs on top of Ben. Ben had been recently advised by a dufuss friend to spank a girl the first time he's with her. Will he follow the advice? The camera lingers on Jen's delicious, taut, red pants covered ass. Lingers lovingly. Oh yes, twin cheeks - perfectly shaped, peeking out from under the pants. Ben's hand resting lightly on the right cheek. Slap! "Did you just spank me?" The pause button was made for the lingering derrierre shot. Yeow!

The second scene where Jen's salsa dancing with Javier the gay guy is pretty hot too.

2.) Opening scene: a young lady laying on her side on a bed. Framed from her shoulders down to her calves. Naked except for a pair of tranparent pink panties revealing a perfectly horizontal ass-crack. Lingering to give you time to explore her back, her sexy hips fuller than the lines of the panties, the back of her legs. Back to the transparent delights that await. Makes you want to spoon right up against her and get busy.

That's the opening of "Lost in Translation", if you haven't seen it. And it's the luscious pink covered ass of Scarlett Johansen.

I love this movie but I think I'm mostly alone in this. The people who've told me they've seen it have hated it. Didn't understand it. Couldn't relate to it. Maybe that's why I like it because I can very much relate to it.

If you haven't seen it, Bill Murray's main character is in Japan for a photo shoot. He's all out of sorts and just wants to get home to his family. He has a strained 25 year marriage that's played out in phone calls and faxes from his wife. He's lost continually on the road and stranded in a hotel room. His work is his life. He isn't looking to get out of his marriage or even cheat. He's just lost. He incidentally makes a connection with the much younger Scarlett, who's also married and equally lost and stranded. They become lost buddies as they see the city together. The most striking thing is that they don't hop into bed. They connect emotionally and intellectually, but not sexually. Murray even has one meaningless one-night stand with a lounge singer, but not with Scarlett. Their connection is deeper, more real. Their scenes together are almost motionless as they experience growing desire and come to a line that they will not cross. A pivotal scene on thier last night together has them curled up in bed watching old movies, drinking sake, and talking about life and marriage. Murray is lying flat looking at the ceiling and Scarlett is curled up against them. As they drift off to sleep Murray tentatively reaches down and holds the only part of her that's touching him - her foot.

Bill Murray eventually has to leave at the end of his trip. There's a scene where they think they've missed each other and they're both sad. And then they find each other as he's leaving and they embrace. And the embrace and tears say it all. That they fit each other and if the situation were different they would be right for each other. But that they're both truly committed elsewhere and it's not to be. Powerful.

I like the movie because I get the movie. I am Bill Murray.

I've been lost as well on the road as well, many many times. Stranded on the road with a stressed marriage back home. Wanting to get back to normal without knowing how. Making a connection, emotionally and intellectually, with a much youunger women in a hotel for a week. No sexual or physical contact at all. But a real, powerful, connection. Sharing parts of ourselves that our others don't get or haven't seen. I even experienced that final scene of almost missing each other and then seeing her one last time. A palpable hunger between us. A unfullfilling parting. It's eerie how similar it was. So, I get the movie. I am Bill Murray. So I love the movie. And I definitely hit "Pause" on the pink panties.

Thank you, to the very lovely young Natalie. I'll always remember you.