Behind the opening credits are images that spell out rather clearly just how sex drenched the modern world has become. At least around our neck of the woods. Sex sells. Right, Mr. Capitalist?
This one is rated R. R for Ridiculous?
For some no doubt.
Imagine the idea that sex with yourself may well be preferable to sex with another human being. That masturbation may well be preferable to sex with someone that you love. With someone, in other words, able to embed the act of sex itself into a complex emotional bond that encompasses all manner of human experience.
On the other hand, in this day age there are no doubt thousands of folks [men for example] who are more than willing to forego the ideal in order to get their rocks off without a single string attached.
To wit: The sexual tension builds, you wallow in pornography, come and then go about the business of living. Without all the bullshit [obligations, responsibilities] that seem to tag along with an actual relationship.
Maybe. But then there’s this guy:
Jon Martello objectifies everything in his life: his apartment, his car, his family, his church, and, of course, women.
Jon: For the next few minutes all the bullshit fades away and the only thing in the world is those tits…dat ass…the blowjob…the cowboy, the doggie, the money shot and that’s it. I don’t gotta say anything, I don’t gotta do anything. I just fucking lose myself.
He is the very embodiment of the Me! Me! Me! generation. And, let’s face it, of late that’s practically all of them.
Still, theoretically, there must be a woman out there who can sweep him off his feet. A woman who can take him away from all that. Of course it helps if she looks like Scarlett Johansson.
I’m presumming of course that this was all done tongue in cheek. But, sure, if you count Esther, maybe not. With her it becomes an entirely different movie. For better or for worse.
Be warned: Explicit dialogue ahead.
IMDb
[b]Joseph Gordon-Levitt wrote the part specifically for Scarlett Johansson and was really happy when Johansson agreed to star in the movie.
The sound effect used when Jon throws tissues into the garbage after watching porn is the same sound used when files are dragged to the ‘trash’ utility on a Mac, the computer used by Jon.
PornHub, an actual pornography video website Jon goes on, supplied videos for production.
The Facebook page for Barbara Sugarman (Scarlett Johansson) is real and her friends are celebrities under false names. [/b]
at wiki: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Don_Jon
trailer: youtu.be/2A63Ly0Pvpk
DON JON [2013]
Written and directed by Joseph Gordon-Levitt
[b]Jon [voiceover]: Yo, not gonna lie. This sound gets me hard as a fucking rock. But I don’t like to go too fast right off the bat. I’d rather work my way into it, nice and easy. So I’ll start off with some stills. Then, once I’m getting into it, I start looking for a video. I never actually touch my cock till I find the right clip. Then, once I do goodbye. For the next few minutes all the bullshit fades away and the only thing in the world is those tits… dat ass… the blowjob… the cowboy, the doggie, the money shot and that’s it, I don’t gotta say anything, I don’t gotta do anything. I just fucking lose myself.
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Jon [voiceover]: There’s only a few things I really care about in life. My body. My pad. My ride. My family. My church. My boys. My girls. My porn.
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Jon [voiceover]: This is what I’m saying. Real pussy’s all good. But I’m sorry. It’s not as good as porn. Tits? Great. Ass? Great. Blowjob? Sure, it’s fucking fantastic in person…if she’ll do it. But in real life, if you wanna get head, you gotta give head. I know, some geys love eating pussy, But the thing about those guys is, they’re fucking crazy. Don’t get me wrong, I like a good pussy-eating clip. But, from down here, there’s nothing good about this.
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Jon [voiceover]: Now, when it comes to the actual fucking…First of all, condoms are terrible. They just are. But you gotta wear one, 'cause, unlike porn, real pussy can kill you.
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Jon: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been one week since my last confession. Sice last Sunday I had sexual relations out of wedlock two times. I also watched pornographic videos and masturbated seventeen times. For these, and all the sins in my life, I am sorry.
Priest: Ten Lord’s Prayers and ten Hail Marys.
Jon: Thank you, Father.
Priest: Through the ministry of the Church, may God give you pardon and peace, and I absolve you from your sins in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Jon: Amen.[/b]
Is that how it really works?
[b]Bobby [on Facebook]: That’s her?
Jon: That’s definitely her!
Bobby: She’s a dime!
Jon: This girl’s more than a dime, bro.
Bobby: There’s no such thing. There’s a scale from 1-10.
Jon: I’m just saying…
Bobby: Oh my god, what are you in love with her already?
Jon: Fuck you!
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Jon [at the computer]: I’m in love with Barbara. I am. And tonight, I finally got to fuck her. But I’m sorry to say, it’s still not as good as porn. Tits? Best ever. Ass? Best ever. Blowjob? Shit. Good luck. A girl that hot? She doesn’t have to give head. For her, she just wants to go from kissing, to naked kissing, to fucking. Or, you know, making love. And when I say “making love,” I mean missionary fucking.
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Jon [after Barbara catches him watching porn]: But, baby, I’m telling you…I’m telling you, that thing I was watching was just a joke! Some dumb-ass buddy of mine sent it to me as a joke. Come on! You think I’m the kind of guy that watches porn?
Barbara: No, you didn’t seem like that type.
Jon: Right. ‘Cause fucking losers watch porn, guys that can’t get laid.
Barbara: Well, no. My friends’ boyfriends are watching porno on the Internet all the time, it’s fucking disgusting.
Jon: It’s stupid is what that is. Why would they watch porn when they can get with a real girl?
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Jon: You never been in love, so you don’t know what you’re talking about.
Bobby: Hold up. Wait a minute. In love?
Jon: When you really love a girl, there’s a lot that goes into it.
Bobby: You’re saying you love her?
Jon: Of course I love her. I’ve been in love with this girl since the first time I saw her. Why would I wanna go out and try to pull randoms? None of 'em are gonna look as good as my girl, none of 'em are gonna fuck me as good as my girl…I’m telling you guys something. You be a man, you do the right thing, you find the right girl and you treat her the right way? Watch what happens. Best sex of your life.
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Barbara: Movies and porn are different, Jon. They give awards for movies.
Jon: And they give awards for porn too.
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Jon [voiceover after Barbara leaves him]: So up until now, my record was ten in one day. And for a long time, I thought I’d never beat that. But today…I hit 11. And you know, when I have great fucking days like this, it just reminds me how much I love being single. I do what I want, when I want… It just feels good, like… like I got my own life back. I mean, you think I could have hit 11 when I was with Barbara? No! Definitely not.
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Jon: Wanna know what happened? I’ll tell you what happened. She snooped around on my computer, she found out I watch porn. I told her every fucking guy watches porn, she didn’t believe me. She acted like I was cheating on her or something, which I wasn’t. So… we broke up. And you know what? I’m glad we did.
Esther: Just porn?
Jon: Yeah.
Esther: No, I don’t buy it.
Jon: I’m telling you. That’s all.
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Esther: OK. One more question, then I’ll drive you back. You ever jerk off without porn?
Jon: What do you mean?
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Jon [voiceover]: I’m not like a junkie. Come on, that’s stupid. It’s porn, it’s not fucking heroin. I knew a few guys in high school who actually smoked crack, like all the time. That’s like a junkie. They couldn’t stop. I could stop if I wanted to. I could.
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Esther [to Jon]: Didn’t you tell me last week that you like porn better than real sex? Well, honey, I’m gonna be honest with you, 'cause it seems like that’s what you want. Look, the way you have sex, it’s like totally one-sided. It’s like I’m not even there. I mean, look, it’s fine with me. I’m not complaining. It just so happens that meaningless sex is something that I want in my life now, but you said that you wanna lose yourself in sex. If you wanna lose yourself, you have to lose yourself in another person. And she has to lose herself in you. It’s a two-way thing.
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Jon [in the Confessional]: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been one week since my last confession.
Priest: Tell me your sins.
Jon: First of all, I lied to you before. I told you that, uh… Well, actually, I don’t know if it was you. Something I’ve always kinda wondered is, is it the same guy I’m talking to every week or there’s a few of you and you switch off, or… how does that all work?
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Priest: Ten Lord’s Prayers and ten Hail Marys.
Jon: Really? Same thing, no difference?
Priest: Through the ministry of the Church, may God give you…
Jon: Wait! Father, I’m really sorry, but could you just tell me how you got to those numbers, please? 'Cause I… I really thought there was gonna be a difference this week.
Priest: Have faith, my son.
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Barbara: When a real man loves a woman, he doesn’t mind doing things for her. He’ll do anything for her.
Jon: Yeah, but don’t you think that sounds a little bit one-sided?
Barbara: No, I don’t. But that’s why you like to watch those whores in those videos, because you don’t gotta do anything for them, right?
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Jon [voiceover of Esther]: This fuckin’ lady! Now I don’t usually like it when a girl looks me right in the eye, and this girl does that a lot. But I don’t know what it is about her, when she does it, I don’t mind. I just look right back at her, and pretty soon, I’m hard as a fuckin’ rock. It’s like she knows what I’m thinkin’, or I know what she’s thinkin’. I don’t know, it’s a two-way thing. Fuckin’ love it! And I don’t mean love like, oh I love her or wanna marry her, definitely not thinkin’ about all that shit. And she’s not either… she can’t. I guess I just mean love like, you know like… we’re making love. And while we’re doing it, all the bullshit does fade away, and it’s just me and her right there, and yeah I do lose myself in her. And I can tell she’s losing herself in me. And we’re just fuckin’… lost together. [/b]