They're Lesbians, Harold

Last week, Skye and I had mom and daughter day out. We ate FIVE GUYS BURGERS and took in the movie 'Carol' - Skye's selection.

The movie setting is in the 1950's and tells of a young aspiring photographer and her relationship with an older woman going through a divorce. 

We took our seats and watched the plethora of preview movies to come.

The movie starts out pretty slow, but I see where they are going with it. It's intriguing enough I get drawn into the drama of it.

About half way through we get the lesbian sex scene. I don't do well with sex scenes whether they be heterosexual or otherwise. I feel the need to turn away as if I am invading on someones privacy. I'm pretty sure I'm in the minority.

For whatever reason, the theatre was filled with older couples who appeared to be in their 60's and up. I guess the allure of watching a movie set in the '50's is what prompted them venture out on the cold, blustery day and take in a movie.

I have to admit, it was the first lesbian sex scene I've ever seen in my 51 years....unless you count those rare, scary exposures to porn which I consider a whole other level of human sexuality.

During the lesbian sex scene I was half-ass watching, sort of with one eye on and one on the old couples and their reactions to the scene. I'm a people watcher, me and enjoy social experiments and observations.

Except for the erotic sounds coming from the sex scene, which were more sensual and quieter than heterosexual movie scenes are portrayed, you could have heard a pin drop in the theatre. I stifled a laugh. I mean I REALLY had to stifle a laugh especially when the old lady a row ahead leaned over and whispered in her husbands ear,  'They're Lesbians, Harold'.  (Inside Joke)

I have never been so glad to have a sex scene over, but I did enjoy mom and daughter day.