In the mid-20th century, knowledge of sex
had reached an all-time nadir in the West.
Freudian pseudo-scientists were
claiming, without any basis in physiology
or scientific method, that most women
were experiencing inappropriate
orgasms. Backward ministers were
railing against the invention of the zipper.
Homosexuals were hounded into shame
and obscurity. Then came Professor
Alfred Kinsey, who thought it might be a
good idea to take all the questions about
sex that his students were asking and
find out the answers by embarking on a
massive, rigorous and scientifically
responsible study. Then Bill Condon,
director of the fabulous Gods and
Monsters, decided to make the best
biopic ever and to make it about Kinsey.
Then Liam Neeson and Laura Linney and
Peter Sarsgaard turned in performances
that are worthy of tiny gold statues, and
then everyone was happy, and
moviegoers got to see pictures of
genitalia in an educational and
entertaining format.