Like vintage Luis Buñuel, Oshima skewers expectations of "proper" art by shocking the audience; instead of Buñuel's slashed eyeballs and cross-dress...ng lepers, Ai presents the viewer with the actual act of sex. Oshima also exposes the voyeurism inherent in both pornography and cinema in general: virtually every sex scene (and there are many) is either witnessed by a third party or photographed through a window, so that the audience itself feels like a witness. Moreover, Oshima overturns. After fuck on that night, next day morning I wake up early before my mom, me and my mom was totally nude, I got immediate hard on, so I suddenly go top to my mom and starts to suck her breast since she is in sleep. She starts to moan and at the same time I start to finger her. She wake up suddenly and realize what happened yesterday and now she ask me still you did not satisfy and I replied you are my bitch mom… she replied oh god and I start to finger her she was enjoying it but not showing it. Now she would be having hot, orgiastic sex with two other beautiful women and telling some fabrication to Trina. It made her sick at heart. If she just drops you for good this time, you'd deserve it, she thought.But there was no way, the more she thought about it, that she would miss this evening. Her whole body tingled excitedly as she packed her butterfly vibrator in her purse. She hurriedly called Trina and left a message on her answering machine, saying she had to work late on a special. This seemed to Cheer her a bit. I offered more words of encouragement and offered to help her with anything she needed. She said she might just take me up on my offer. She was looking for a new place to live and might need help moving.During her search for a place I told Ratna about my home restoration projects. And she told me about her home search. She found a place in about a month; a nice house that was about 15 years old but in good shape. Me, two of her department co-workers and a couple.