Her husband finds this, reads it, and takes it as a challenge, torn between not recognizing the woman in these stories and using her detailed recollections as an instruction manual to get her off himself.
She, too, becomes torn between her old life and the one she has now.įorget all that plot stuff, though. There’s a rare, very sensual female gaze to it all, with Shahi’s co-stars naked just as often as she is and her pleasure the focus of the camera lens. At one point, there is a penis reveal that triggered a full-body physical reaction: I yelped, fell off the couch, and afterward had to take some blood pressure medicine. In other words, all those sex-obsessed Netflix subscribers will love it. What I appreciate about Sex/Life is how fully it leans into what it is: a soap opera rooted in explicit sex. It will be popular because, as we’ve learned, streaming sex is popular. But unlike something like Bridgerton, the sex aspect isn’t dressed up in a series that telegraphs some loftier, classier ambition.
