hot sex
by Douglas Messerli
Georges Méliès (screenwriter and director) Eclipse
de Soleil en pleine Lune (Eclipse: Courtship of the Sun and Moon /
1907
The narrative of this early film is quite simple: a teacher (Méliès
himself) of rather prankish students is attempting to describe to the naughty
boys what they are about to witness, the alignment of the sun and moon into an
eclipse.
The teacher describes these planetary bodies’ alignment on his chalk
board in a rather prudish coming together with a dotted line, as he, his
assistants, and students rush up to the observatory tower to watch the event.
Méliès might have presented the coupling in quite
traditional heterosexual terms, the sun obviously being male, and the moon
presented as a woman.
The
two enjoyable partners engage in the hottest of sexual encounters before they
move off in opposite directions, the moon clearly sad to be leaving his lover.
After which, the stars and other planets, seemingly represented as women—yet
appear on the small screen I was watching mostly as men in drag—catapult over
each other in a shower of falling stars that so shocks the pedant that he falls
from his tower into a rain barrel below, only to be retrieved by his raucous
students.
The
entire work is a satire from beginning to end, first mocking the pedagogical
role of the Master of Science, and then laughing at the sexual roles that the
film itself projects to us—before, finally, tumbling all scientific knowledge
into a slop-pail, as if to suggest sex is better.
These boys from 1907 were played out in more detail in Jean Vigo’s Zero
for Conduct. Yet we know, given their age, they are more awed by the actual
male-upon-male (in this case) sexual conduct than any lecture that they have
had to endure.
Méliès’ studio did regularly feature women as well as males, even if it
might not have been fashionable for women to perform. If we are to believe
Martin Scorsese’s Hugo, Méliès’ wife was very involved in his film
productions.
Yet here, not for the first time, the director chose to portray “Dainty
Diana” not in the traditional way, surely for the satire and perhaps even
mockery of the event. If we cannot perceive that, however, we are surely blind
to the representation of gays on the screen I’d argue. You may not like the
effeminate moon, but there he is, obviously being fucked by a lusty sun, and
very sad when it’s over.
Los Angeles, January 13, 2020
Reprinted from World Cinema Review (January
2020).
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