Although we are playing, but we really love it. Rarely do you meet a picture whose impressive action is diluted with rare, but painfully deep thoughts. So deep that the pain can only be expressed by a shrill cry. In an audience with no soul. Cry into the void.
Mid-zero is, perhaps, the golden time of the frnachise My first sex teacher, while at the helm of the project was Brett Brando. The young talent, who shot about forty films in two years, left a huge legacy to connoisseurs. And the fifth part of the aforementioned franchise is the apogee of the director’s creativity.
The episode with Cynthia Pedragon in the title role is rightfully central to the narrative of the film. Excited by the failures of one of her students, the teacher summons him to her after-hours. In Bergman’s style, the characters open their souls to each other, similar to what we saw in Autumn Sonata. But references to the work of the great directors do not end there, and the director makes a curtsey to Steven Spielberg, openly discussing the signature techniques of the latter. And at a certain point in the film there is a breakdown.
Having declared an oppressive feeling of loneliness, the negligent student falls silent. The action, silent action is gaining rapid momentum, as if a bell rang, and all the desires of the heroine broke free from the very audience. People who a few minutes ago could not find a common language, felt part of the same.
I feel so good with you, says Pendragon. Catharsis. A woman misunderstood and rejected by others finds her happiness in someone who did not understand and rejected her material in class. Accused of sleeping at the desk, he deprives her of peace on the teacher's table.
I’ll give you five, with a playful smile on her face, she throws him goodbye (judging by how often she talked about pussy, the guy became an excellent student in biology). The door is closing. Oddly enough, in none of the many sequels, the viewer saw these characters again. But the final picture still leaves hope.