The subject of the satirical film is very specific and a taboo: the pleasure of hardcore pornography, its addiction, its isolating effects and the loss of intimacy in the act of making love in the real world. That's why our handsome protagonist acts like such a cartoon. He wants to lose his mind while making love but in hardcore action; while his "perfect 10" girlfriend is a tease who is indirectly controlling, demanding and uses sex as a weapon to get what she wants i.e. her perception of love which is like in blockbuster movies. How vain are both they both!
The gazing lens and the moving images of the female body easily lends itself to objectification. This has feed and shaped generations who feel deeply unsatisfied with reality. They are almost a slave to the fantastical expectations they have from each other. Two examples of technology conditioning human interactions are shown; the protagonist's father who is glued to the large-screen TV and the protagonist's sister who is always texting on her mobile phone. Redemption is not going to be easy to come by for the narcissist, superficial generation. Like the protagonist, the players are being played. The idea of earnestly talking to another human being and feeing intimate is lost on the lost souls. An older, quirky, lonely women changes that.
Extreme immersion in prono appears to make sex with the one you love a turn-off. Where once pornography was used as stimulation for flagging sex lives, or an occasional treat for adventuring lovers, now it’s become an online cult from which a return to normal life becomes ever more difficult. It’s like our great appetite for cookery programmes, which are also, for the most part, a spectator sport; we’re a nation of guzzlers, supine on our sofas, watching other people cook while devouring ready-made meals so as not to disturb our viewing time. To describe it as ironic would be to seriously underplay the dysfunctionality of such behaviour.