So, the first image that sprung to mind
with the phrase "sex with glass" was of a creepy voyeur
rubbing themselves against my double glazing. Or a bloke on a late
night trip to A&E with his knob trapped in the neck of a beer
bottle. Apparently, though, sex with glass is an app - an app which
lets you see what your partner sees during sex, via the magic of
Google Glass.
Cue sexy pictures on the promo website.
The clear heterosexual stance has been noted by most critics already
- along with the proliferation of sexualised female bodies. Which
makes me wonder, who is this app really for?
The app claims to
show us the "whole picture".
Hold on, let's just look at that claim.
He sees a woman's body. She sees a woman's body... But the whole
picture reveals a man and a woman. WHERE DID HE COME FROM?! The
squeamishness against showing naked men in our culture has been
widely documented, so I won't go into it too much here. Suffice to
say, this is just another tiring example of the way in which a
woman's naked body, in the act of being looked at by a man,
symbolises sex and is in some way supposed to create sexual arousal
in both men and women. (Read feminism film critic Laura Mulvey's
thoughts on the male gaze). Now, I don't know about you, but I'm not
driven to wild distraction by the view of my own junk every time I
have a shower/get changed/go to the loo. In fact, I'm pretty sure my
life would be impacted pretty negatively if that was the case. So,
Sex with Glass, let's do away with this silencing of what women
actually see, shall we? We're not all obsessed with looking at our
own vaginas.
In reality of course, that's exactly
what you are likely to see. Though not through your own eyes, but
through your partner's. Where Sex with Glass promises to give you the
"whole picture", they're really selling a prospect which
seems as unappetising as standing before Gok Wan's 360ยบ mirror of shame.
Yep, that's it, you'll see your own arse, vagina, stray hairs, spots,
wrinkles, flab, in their full-frontal nudey glory! Or, if adopting
the missionary position, you'll see a space-age twit with weird
glasses and an eerily glazed expression that's focused an inch in
front of their own eyes. Imagine having to look at yourself,
completely in your nuddy-pants, but for a pair of science goggles -
all dignity erased in an instant.
Now, fundamentally that's not the main
problem I have with the sex-goggles. We should be happy to embrace
our bodies in all their flawed glory. I just think it would be
distracting, that it would take you out of the moment a bit. I mean,
come on, let's be honest, literally no one wants to be confronted
with their own sex-face.
The weirdest thing for me has to be the
fact that neither of you are looking at each other, you're watching
yourself being watched, like some kind of sex-nightmare-hall of
mirrors. Does it promote intimacy? Perhaps. Playing around and trying
new things might make you closer. But it puts me more in mind of the
creepy sex scene in Charlie Brooker's Black Mirror, where a couple in
the death-throes of a relationship watch scenes of their past
encounters in their heads whilst having sex, with horrible glazed
eyes.
What's more likely, in my opinion, is
that it decreases our understanding of sex as something physically
experienced, in order to appeal to the increasing fetishisation of
watching. It plays on the pornification of sex that's pervaded our
understanding of what it is to be a sexual being.
Yes, sex specs might be an amusing novelty. It
might make for a bit of fun. You might even bond a bit over the
hilarity that ensues. Or it might be great, what do I know? That's
fine. Get the app, get the glasses, piss yourself laughing over the
way your partner issues the operational instructions: "OK Glass,
it's time," and, "OK Glass, pull out," like Luke
Skywalker giving instructions to R2D2. (Yes, that's genuinely how
they're controlled). But don't forget, sex isn't just there to be
watched. Making a genuine connection with someone might be harder if
you're busy staring at your self.
LK
Spot on. Feministfrequency reminded me of the John Berger quote the other day 'men dream about women. women dream about men dreaming of them'. Probably misquoted but the sentiment is exactly that.
ReplyDeleteMaybe once women are more equal in the media/ advertising world, perhaps we'll see more of what we actually dream about. Maybe...
I appreciate what you are doing with this blog-- keep it up, it is imperative we break the glass. So to speak.
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