Amanda and I went to see Under The Skin, starring the gorgeous Scarlett Johansson. Based on the Michael Faber novel, it’s a sci-fi thriller about a remote, mysterious woman in the Scottish Highlands who lures men into her van in a predatory fashion; resulting in a set of dark consequences. Never one to indulge in spoilers, I liked how the film lead us to some insightful discussion on science fiction and it’s incorporation of sexuality.
Amanda then regaled me with a story; from her none-too-distant past of a night with, frankly, an alien sex fiend. This man, we’ll call him Michael, had a sci-fi fixation that took in everything from Star Trek to Phillip K Dick novels to, er… modern-day Star Trek remakes; that’s as much as she took in! He seemed be the ultimate geek at first but, after a drink at the hotel bar, she was soon aware that was a quiet yet insistent intensity about him; she felt an unfamiliar pull from the silence and furtive glances from his deep-set, heavy-browed eyes.
On entering his room she freaked out at the contraption in the corner emitting a green, strobe-like lighting effect, the unusual incense scent and a form of music that sounded like crickets heralding in the night sky. He sat her down at the desk and opened his Macbook, at which point Amanda fully expected to be introduced to a new porn channel, but the unexpected happened. Michael simply wanted to introduce her to the heady world of Avatar Sex. According to Urban Dictionary, the definition of which is:
“when your avatar or character in an online game engages in sexual acts via internet message ie: chat, facebook chat, windows instant messenger, yahoo instant messenger or other virtual communication method”
She soon found herself enjoying the sights and sounds on Zindra, a Second Life adult-content continent, where virtual sexuality is the raison d’etre; a place to hang out in boutique singles’ clubs, BDSM behemoths while wherever you look there’s a pixelated penis. Sitting next to Michael, as he guided her hand through virtual urban sex tourism while simply moving his hand up and down her thigh is still the single most erotic experience of Amanda’s career. Which goes to show, you can never judge a book by the cover or, rather, a lover by the avatar.