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Evening Standard
Evening Standard
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Laura Antonia Jordan

How (and why) did sex on TV get so bad?

The only gripe I used to have with Abel ‘The Weeknd’ Tesfaye was his spelling of the word ‘weekend’. Sigh, simpler times. Now, thanks to The Idol, visions of him as club owner-cum-cult leader Tedros, the rat-tailed star of the HBO show, keep me up at night. Still, it’s nice to break up those early hours’ existential crises with something new, I guess.

Mix in all of the above with some of the ickiest sex on screen and you’ll need to pop a tranquilliser or three for a Tedros-free eight hours. Not seen it? Lucky you. If you’re morbidly curious, episode two’s anti-climactic climax involves Tedros commanding blindfolded, brittle pop star Jocelyn (the preternaturally gorgeous Lily Rose Depp) to masturbate to a monologue stuffed full of lowlights including ‘make that throat wet for me’ (honey and lemon works fine, I find). It’s some of the grossest on-screen sex I’ve witnessed, and I’ve seen P*** and S*** on Me 4.

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