Animal Planet
June 28, 2005
Just in time for summer, some hot new teen fiction for the Porn Generation. Rainbow Summer is about some kids planning an oral sex party. As soon as I heard about this excrement, I rightly surmised that in true American fashion the group fellating gets cancelled in the end:
The Book Standard–Flimsy characterization weakens this pulp about a teen sex party but doesn’t neutralize the disquieting issues confronted. Gin invites a select group of sophomores to her house for a Rainbow Party, in which each girl will put on a different color lipstick and perform oral sex on every boy there. Projected result: At the end, each boy’s penis will be covered with a rainbow of lipstick colors. The narrative begins two hours before the 3 p.m. (post-school) start time and alternates points of view between the invitees as the clock ticks down. A grim, glum feeling runs throughout as various characters exhibit selfishness, crassness and lack of self-confidence. Even the solidly bonded couple fails to communicate until near the end. Obstacles prevent the party from occurring, but themes explored along the way include sexually transmitted disease, virginity, peer pressure, ambivalence about sex, the non-mutuality of the planned sex and plain old horniness. Thin characterization, but frank and unique.
Well not that unique. Just like in Hollywood and TVLand, the leading edge of raciness is always just a new, superficial variation of titillation belying the unchanging style and plot: prolonged innuendo ending in farce or sudden moralism–anything else to avoid pure porn, the prospect of which is precisely what attracts audiences.
They should be given what they think they want, in overwhelming quantity. Just give it up and put porn in every sexy show and novel. Every channel would then become Animal Planet.
This would force a real reckoning on America. Our long slow slide into gutter barbarism is all too easy for many to accept, comfy and stupefied as the middle class has come to be. It IS a slippery slope. This IS where we’re going. Is THIS what you really want?
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