Screengrab’s “Geek Love: The Ten Sexiest Nerds in Cinema, Gen-XX Edition”

Nicole Ankowski — Thu, 17 Apr 2008 21:38:00 GMT

Don't you just love a girl in glasses? As Screengrabber Andrew Osborne (lustily, we presume) writes:

“With Smart People, Ellen Page reprises her wise-ass, brainy-sexy persona from Juno, reaffirming her place as the current It Girl for a brand new generation of future I.T. professionals and I.T.T. graduates.

Lord knows I enjoyed the standard-issue sex dolls of my Gen X adolescence, from Catherine Bach’s Daisy Duke to Sylvia Kristel’s steamy French maid in Private Lessons (which my parents naively allowed me to go see all by myself because it co-starred that nice Dr. Johnny Fever from WKRP In Cincinnati).

But horny fantasies aside, I knew from the get-go I was far too much of a Starlog-reading, drama club-joining, Honor-Roll attaining nerd to ever wind up with the hot blondes or the Bond babe, and so it was always the relatable, approachable freaks and geeks of cinema that gave me hope. And while most of the actresses on the following list were actually gorgeous starlets in real life, it was reassuring to believe the following characters, at least, would maybe lend you their panties if you ever needed to win a bet for a dozen floppy disks. (And don't worry, we'll get to the GUY geeks next week...but suggestions are certainly welcome!)”

Check out all the hot geeky action, in Part 1 and Part 2. Bet you can’t guess who Number One is…

From the Archives: Truth and Dare

Nicole Ankowski — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 18:37:00 GMT

As a teenager, all David Amsden knew of sex was “a white flash, a scene from a movie, a mirage. Sex was Sharon Stone's parted thighs and flaxen smudge of pubic hair, paused on the television screen. Sex was Demi Moore and Woody Harrelson, Demi Moore and Michael Douglas, Demi Moore stripping on stage. Sex was me superimposing myself into these scenes while pretending — somewhat pathetically, I know — that these were the phantom women whom I loved, and who loved me back.”

That is, until the first time he watched people actually having sex, the eroticism all the stranger since they were his close friends, and just a few minutes before he’d been in the bed with them…

We all play Truth or Dare a handful of times during adolescence, and for the same reason: a means of saying "let's fuck around" without having to say "let's fuck around." But while other kids used the game to initiate some earnest French kissing and, maybe, to catch a brief flash of bare ass or nipple, we elevated it, I'd like to think, into the realm of high art. The Truth component was eliminated. This was key. Ours was a game of undiluted Dare, forcing the Truth behind our intentions that much closer to the surface. We recognized, at least subconsciously, that all teenagers are amateur submissives, eager to have their vulnerability exposed and exploited. As a result, our dares were both creative and explicit. Some highlights from past sessions: mutual masturbation, boys kissing boys, girls handcuffing boys to trees, and, like a scene straight from one of those Primetime Live pseudo-exposés, one girl going down on two boys at the same time.

Do you dare? Indulge your inner voyeur here.

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Screengrab’s “Geek Love: The Ten Sexiest Nerds in Cinema, Gen-XX Edition”

From the Archives: Truth and Dare