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epitome of incomprehensibility
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A dream_movie called The German Girl seems oddly plausible. On the DVD box, it describes itself as "a dark comedy about a young woman who's a sex addict."
At first, the sex addiction leads her into comical misunderstandings. Her boyfriend breaks up with her because she has another man come over, expecting a threesome, but the boyfriend previously expressed displeasure with the idea. He's shy and maybe wasn't clear, but she wasn't paying attention.
This scene is awkward in a goofy way.
The next is...different. I'm placed inside it, at first just as an observer. The main character goes to the house of a curvy, smiling woman in her thirties or forties who's been described to her as a prostitute. She's beautiful; the main character is interested; I'm interested.
The woman steps out the door, into the sunny front yard. It's summer. One of her children follows her, clad like her in a long dress.
I can look from one character to another, but somehow I still know this is a movie, and I'm torn between thinking "bi protagonist makes this more interesting" and "but what's if people suppose 'bi = sex addict' from this?"
Then the daughter, she's about ten, says something that's supposed to be suggestive and slowly raises her skirt.
"No, stop that!" I exclaim, horrified. I'm now inhabiting the body of the main character, and I know instantly that the mother is an evil person who's pimping out her own children. I also know what will happen later in the story: when my character discovers the woman's crimes, it will be the issue that provides clarity, that helps me/"The German Girl" separate the good part of my desires from the bad. (Bad includes "harmful to others," but not "gay.")
But is this really a dark comedy situation? Dark, but "comedy"?? Movie blurbs are so bad.
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