Salomé, 69, is a beautiful woman, in great shape. She refuses to age in a society that doesn’t take care of elderly people properly. Therefore, she has decided to plan her passing. She will leave us in May 2020, on a high note. Until then, she is going to devote the last year of her life planning her last meal, her last walk … But more importantly, the last time she will have sex. As women, we spend many months, years even, dreaming about your first time. Why not about the last one! For Salomé, who has always given a vital importance to sex, and whose ability to enjoy her body and the body of her lovers has only increased with the years, this last moment of sex must be like the last bouquet of a firework. Filmed and helped by Sandra, a documentary filmmaker, Salomé organizes a cast for this final intimate moment with someone. She wants it to be grandiose. In her living room, seven people of various genders and ages follow one another. She talks with them, then « tests » them one after the other. Young or old, shy or bold, their bodies differ; fantasies and sexual practices too. Salomé has never felt as alive and free as since she knows she has nothing left to lose: she dares everything, she discovers unsuspected inclinations. After each interview, she confides to Alexandra her impressions, her feelings. As the hours pass, as well as these moments of pleasure exposed to the camera without shyness, a true complicity is established between the two women. A troubling attraction, too… don’t you think? Who will Salomé choose to have an ultimate moment of pleasure and intimacy with? A clue for you: this last time will also be a first time for Salomé. Isn’t every end also a beginning?
Release on the 6th of June 2020 at midnight, on Canal +
I ride my bike, my helmet is full of nothing, I stare at the road, landscape, bitume, a tree, a pole, a building, a dog, someone, a tree, a tree, a pole, a tree, a ray of sun on the corner of my eye, a fly, a tree… and a man. Hello, man. I always wanted a man to be willing to ride behind me, a man man enough to accept to be taken, and to let it go.
Dick, Cunt, Asshole… Why are those words insults, when these body parts are so wonderful? Don’t Call Me A Dick is a poetic invitation to reinvent filmed sex. Without taboo nor sensationalism, this film shot in macro and ultra slow mo — up to 1000 fps — offers a new look on the beauty of sex in general and of sexes in particular.
I knew this woman, who went to a peep show. She wanted to see but not be touched, she wanted fantasies, but not contact. But then, on the other side of the looking glass… there was THIS MAN. She saw his skin and she wanted to smell it. Under the skin, she saw his muscles and she wanted to bite them. She wanted this man so bad that she could break the glass just to be a little bit closer to him.
Let’s show how beautifully diverse sexuality is. Let’s invite nine porn performers, men, women or non binary, cis or trans, straight or queer, to have sex all together and raise money for Amnesty. Let’s make a porn that is good to watch, and does good. Let’s come together, for the right to be ourselves and to love each other, whoever we are.
One hotel room, one night and only one Christine for four characters… Christine plays the four roles of a betrayed wife, of the woman AND the man she finds in bed, and even of the poor groom that gets in spite of himself in the middle of this bizarre love triangle.