Sir Ben Kingsley plays Professor David Kepesh, whose literary fame has caught the attention of a stunning pupil from
At first, the sight of a bare-chested, formerly knighted, and 65-year-old Kingsley, hungrily worshipping the supple breasts of one Miss Spanish Beauty, can be rather unsettling. Some scenes also posit Kingsley opposite 49-year-old Patricia Clarkson in considerably compromising positions. The sex is hardly geriatric, hardly comedic; unquestionably erotic. Elegy pushes the boundaries on whom and what we might soon begin accepting to be legitimately sexual.
Upon his professorial platform, the character David contends that no book, no painting, nor any artefact of culture remains constant over time. Our interpretations change in line with new contexts, new experiences, and new learnings. Similar to such reinterpretations over time, I suspect that Elegy’s edgy depiction of sexuality and ageing will reappear more commonplace in 10 to 15 years, when the ‘elderly’ and their emergent sexual identities are more abound and among us. The same old dudes who have sex on-screen today will appear far less taboo and possibly more appealing tomorrow.