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Sex Machine: Sex With Older Women, or How I Would Make Love to Gloria Swanson

Posted by amboabe

Last week Zeitgeisty posted a delightful picture of wrinkled and saggy Helen Mirren splashing around in the ocean in one of the mystical beach locales where celebrities go to be photographed by paparazzi. Helen Mirren is a beautiful woman, and seeing her disrobed at an age when sexuality is generally considered vulgar, made me smile. Of all the cultural fairytales we tell each other, the idea that sex between older people is somehow inferior to the nubile strains of the twenty-something set is one that frightens me most. I can imagine at least a dozen other celebrities more appealing than the aged Helen Mirren, but I don't know if I'd rather sleep with any of them.

 

Sexuality is such a visual phenomenon in America. It's the insinuating curves in perfume ads and the conveniently covered nipple on the cover of Maxim. Sex is the clown-faced pantomime of Samantha on Sex & the City, a performance done for the camera, whose lingering presence makes us feel more desirable. Physical symmetry and "hotness" are the social marching orders; we must seek them out, assimilate to their styles and comportment in magazines and on TV, then feel grateful we've found someone young enough and symmetrical enough to inspire envy. Who would envy someone walking around with a slinky sixty-one year-old on their arm? Who could even stomach the thought of a sixty-one year old in the literal act of ecstasy?

I watched Sunset Boulevard last weekend and was reminded of a theoretical flesh crawl with an older woman. Gloria Swanson is beautiful in that movie. Her role is a demented loon whose romantic attachment to William Holden is buffoonish, like some kind of ghoul parading around the land of young attractive people without any sense of shame. Her character's tragic flaw is that she can't accept her own age; she refuses to trade the indulgent vanities of her youth for something more age-appropriate. The way Gloria Swanson attacks the role, clawing at her surroundings with wide-eyed delusion, is extraordinary.

The part of Norma Desmond is insane, but the woman playing the role is dashing. Watching Gloria Swanson act circles around a slack-jawed William Holden, I felt charmed. When she slipped her arm through his while watching her old movies in the living room, I felt a jealous tingle on my leg. William Holden squirmed with discomfort at the idea of a fifty year-old woman's advances. The opportunity was wasted on him. The things I would have done with that hand in my lap, sitting beside someone so alluringly capable and in command of themselves.

Is there an alternative for Norma Desmond that isn't a patronizing dismissal? Is there a way for her to lead a sane life without having to sacrifice her life force and vivacity on some tubby butler? Do older people abdicate the right to be open about their physical and sexual needs because of the slackening of their skins and the onset of bunions? I hope not.

When I'm old I imagine my hunger for body and closeness will remain, even if my hard-on might have to go on meds to keep pace. I can see myself visiting my grown children, staying in the strange sheets of her or his guest room, listening to the eerie quiet of an unfamiliar neighborhood in a strange city. In that room I can imagine myself turning to my post-menopausal partner, taking her speckled hand, with its knots of blue-green veins, and putting it around the back of my head as I follow my salivary divining rod to that most indignant of all god's creations: the geriatric vagina. She looks like Gloria Swanson in my head.
 

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Comments

SkinCrawler said:

"In that room I can imagine myself turning to my post-menopausal partner, taking her speckled hand, with its knots of blue-green veins, and putting it around the back of my head as I follow my salivary divining rod to that most indignant of all god's creations: the geriatric vagina."

And with that sentence, ladies and gentlemen, Amboabe lands himself a job as head writer for Tales from the Crypt.

December 17, 2008 11:47 PM

airheadgenius said:

I think he should write for a Hasidic Newsletter or some other religious group preaching abstinence. It would be the most successful campaign ever.

December 18, 2008 12:08 AM

zeitgeisty said:

hahahahahahaha.... skin and ahg you gave me the laugh of the night!

December 18, 2008 12:46 AM

acamil said:

i dig it. for me yes the body and shit but it is about the head. we all live in our heads and only people without imagination think otherwise.

December 18, 2008 1:00 AM

amboabe said:

"Do older people abdicate the right to be open about their physical and sexual needs because of the slackening of their skins and the onset of bunions?" - Yes. Apparently they do.

December 18, 2008 3:49 AM

airheadgenius said:

Newsflash: YOU are not an old person! If I see old people romancing each other, holding hands on the subway, exchanging kisses - I think it's absolutely lovely. Presumably these people have sex and they are as entitled to that experience as anyone else. But you manage to describe aging in the most unforgiving way, making it sound extremely unpleasant and then you claim to be celebrating the process. It's not the aging process that's distasteful, it's your treatment of it.

December 18, 2008 6:32 AM

profrobert said:

Gloria Swanson at any age never did anything for me.  She *always* looked creepy.  Now, Helen Mirren -- yowza!  And Charlotte Rampling!  Did any of you see The Swimming Pool?  There was the 19-year-old French bombshell with the perfect body, but Rampling was an order of magnitude hotter -- I'd pick her any day over a bevy of 20-something starlets (well, maybe not ScarJo, but hey).

December 18, 2008 10:46 AM

zeitgeisty said:

rampling is just as creepy as swanson... always horrible, has ruined many a film for me including STardust Memories and The verdict...

December 18, 2008 11:10 AM

vix_en25 said:

I saw Rampling at Café de Flore a couple of months ago and she looked great.

December 18, 2008 3:54 PM

amboabe said:

ahg: Because I treat it literally, acknowledging the less ecstatic truths about the body? So older people don't have to reckon with liver spots and vericose veins or swollen abdomens or dry crusty callouses? That's not a valid part of physical encounters? It's only the visually assonant that can be arousing? I find that more off-putting than a little bluntness about the temporal shortcomings of the body, which we have such a bad habit of idealizing and objectifying in the first place.

prof: Charlotte Rampling is pretty, but she's always been too boney. I'd smoke her cigarettes but I'd probably go for the young thing with the freckles in the Swimming Pool. A hypocrite to the last...

December 18, 2008 5:06 PM

airheadgenius said:

I guess you win today's "missed the point" award.

December 18, 2008 6:47 PM

amboabe said:

Does one have to "miss" a point just because they don't buy into it?

December 18, 2008 8:23 PM

recycledbrooklyn said:

One of my problems, Amboabe, with your discussions on aging and the elderly, to use your own words, is that you don't seem to see beyond the "temporal shortcomings."  You reduce it to "temporal shortcomings."  

And not having been old yourself, it's kind of sad that everything is reduced to a weird romantic/poetic "sad trawl."  They're simple, lonely, spotty, saggy, desperate.  Perhaps when you are old, you will look at a partner and see her body as the reflection of a long, happy story and not an existential horror... a "sad trawl."  

I hope, for your sake, that when you're old, you're not looking at your partner's body and seeing all these so-called flaws as you describe them and saying to yourself... well she's gross, but I love her despite that.  I hope all you see is radiant beauty, and that she looks back at you and sees a hell of a desirable man that still makes her knees quiver.  

In the meantime, don't be so dismissive of other peoples' lives.  

December 18, 2008 8:56 PM

Toluca_86 said:

I agree with ahg.

I tried to write something yesterday but it didn't go through.

Anyhow, amboabe I think MOST people are reacting to your writing because of the language you use.  You seem fixated on the flaws, and on the aging thing.  I'm betting someone could write an erotic story about two conventionally hot young people and also focus on language and imagery that would turn people off in a similar way.

December 18, 2008 9:17 PM

airheadgenius said:

Nope. You miss the point because you somehow are positioning yourself as the old person's erotic champion, but you describe age in the most depressing and condescending way. I have friends in their 60's who, in their own words, "fuck like bunnies". I can guarantee that they don't see each other as a sagging heap of wrinkles and age spots.

You are not old. You don't have the trappings of age like children and grandchildren. What you appear to have is an obsession with skin imperfections.

Old people being sexually active is fabulous. Someone writing about it from a position of experience is pretty great too.

Reading a young mans writings about physical deterioration that he has yet to experience is distasteful.

December 18, 2008 9:35 PM

airheadgenius said:

Toluca - funny you should say that...

December 18, 2008 9:35 PM

amboabe said:

toluca: I'm not trying to turn anyone on by writing here. It's not like the language is made-up. Part of what makes those descriptors unappealing is their universal familiarness. We've all seen them at the beach, in hospitals, in the office etc. Bodies change with age. That idea is not a turn-off to me, but it's clearly a squeamish subject since some people seem revolted by such a literal description without any extra floralized writing to buffer the "eww" factor.

December 22, 2008 12:11 AM

spjv840 said:

"Part of what makes those descriptors unappealing is their universal familiarness" and people apparently don't like that familiarness, which is a shame because it's part of reality. The grit and bones of your writing reminds me of Henry Miller, my favorite writer - simply because of the unattractive language he uses when describing life in general. He puts it all out there, the ugly and the beautiful. I think you're on the same train as him, which is a good thing - in case others feel the need to disagree.

December 22, 2008 7:57 AM

loobetchka said:

You're effed in the head.. Comparing his shitass writing to henry Miller?  This is why I hate people... You don't know what the fuck youre talking about...  His writing is literally nauseatingly bad.. The fact that you can't even tell speaks even less for you..  

December 22, 2008 10:46 AM

spjv840 said:

People on this blog are way too hostile.

December 22, 2008 10:51 AM

zeitgeisty said:

I think what jumps out in my mind at least about this post isn't the fact that Swanson is particularly old - she isn't, only 50 at the time of the film - it's that she's fucking CREEPY !!... Which just makes this whole thing kind of comical to me, Amboabe, the blog's resident Vincent Price. Also, no offense to Amboabe, but anyone that's ever actually READ Miller could not compare the two stylistically in any way... I mean, that's some major talking out of the ass there..

December 22, 2008 11:29 AM

spjv840 said:

Oh Z, whatever you say.

December 22, 2008 12:57 PM

amboabe said:

Z: it's the part that was creepy, not the person playing the part, which is what I was attracted to.

spjv: Thanks. It's like fruit, just because there are bruises on the skin doesn't make the fruit any less desirable and sweet. Up until a point, anyway. The fuzzy line between ripe maturity and broken down mush is probably the sticking point of disgust, I reckon...

loob: I have no idea what you're doing here, but you keep coming back and back and back. Do you really believe anything you're saying? Who do you think you're fighting with? All these swipes at phantoms that aren't really there. Why do you need to actively wallow in the things you think are "shitass?" Are you waiting for someone else to parrot your thoughts so you can feel vindicated, finally? Less alone? I'll go first then. I'm a shitass writer. Wanna hug?

December 23, 2008 7:47 PM

ZippyDK said:

You're attracted by different things at different stages of your life. And if you've learned anything from your life experiences by the time you're 60, you've learned that it's the wine, not the bottle.

People who are in love or lust can overlook anything from minor physical imperfections to actual handicaps, and that ability just becomes easier as life goes on. Just turn out the lights, light a few candles, have plenty of lube on hand and bingo! You're 25 again!

December 26, 2008 3:49 PM

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