“Now if it gets too real, you can always turn it off.” You don’t see a lot of movies about sex anymore, not really. The mainstream film industry has been generally pretty sexless for a while now, but even apart from depiction there’s just not much of an interest in discussing sex with a genuine curiosity as to its complexities. Granted it was never a regular occurrence, but through previous decades there was every once in a while an Eyes Wide Shut or Crash that would show up in the zeitgeist and strike up conversations. It increasingly feels like that may be something that is needed again. Jane Schoenbrun’s Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma is as its title suggests a movie about sex and death -and it is very intentional that the two are linked. Whether Schoenbrun was driven to their choice of genre structure by these themes or if their compulsion to explore them came about as a byproduct of the kind of film they were already drawn to pursue, it is rather ideal that the slasher mov...
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