I got hipped to this by the online graphic-design newsletter LiquidTreat, to which I subscribe. When you were a kid, did you have the gumption and the curiosity to ask your parents where babies come from? And did they tell you the straight story, or euphemize it with all sorts of silliness about storks or magic seeds? Or did you have to get your intel from the other kids in the schoolyard? A filmmaker named Jessica Yu has sought out people of all ages to hear their, um...misconceptions (so to speak) on the subject for a sinfully funny new short film called The Kinda Sutra.
The interviewees' stories are illuminated with fanciful animation in the style of Indian art, specifically the Kama Sutra (hence the name) and depict everything from a woman with a glass-doored oven in her abdomen baking babies to the actual sperm-and-egg moment of conception. You can watch an excerpt here, but they make you watch a short ad first. Probably not work-safe; definitely not Pepsi-and-keyboard safe.
The interviewees' stories are illuminated with fanciful animation in the style of Indian art, specifically the Kama Sutra (hence the name) and depict everything from a woman with a glass-doored oven in her abdomen baking babies to the actual sperm-and-egg moment of conception. You can watch an excerpt here, but they make you watch a short ad first. Probably not work-safe; definitely not Pepsi-and-keyboard safe.
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Date: 2009-02-06 10:33 pm (UTC)Thanks for the recommendation.
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Date: 2009-02-06 10:44 pm (UTC)Yes on both counts. (Age: about 6)
Although I didn't figure out that marriage wasn't actually required for reproduction and that sexual intercourse wasn't a 100% guarantee of conception until a few years after that. (Age: around 8 or 9 or so.)
My parents did a LOT of things wrong when raising me, I suspect largely because they had no prior experience. However, this is one thing I've always thought they did right.
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Date: 2009-02-06 11:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-07 04:09 am (UTC)I don't remember having The Talk, or friends trying to educate me, or anything like that. In fact as late as 16 after I moved away from the city I grew up in I was getting lavender scented letters in blue envelopes from a friend. I just thought it was a reference to a line from "Harvey" that we both had been in. It never dawned on me that she might be trying to tell me something. Now that I think about it I kind of hope she was.
Yeah, I was clueless. I still am, just mostly about other things.
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Date: 2009-02-07 02:08 pm (UTC)Plus we had detailed kids' books about the topic. And Our Bodies, Ourselves, which I found and pored over before I really understood some of it.
Come to think of it, I should get a copy of a couple of those books for Bear. (I wonder if there's an Our Bodies, Ourselves geared to boys?)