Beau Bridges and Michael Sheen watch rabbits screw like, well, rabbits in "Masters of Sex" |
“Deviant” is a remarkable word. Mathematically speaking, it carries no
connotations, positive or negative. It simply refers to a sample
that does not fit the expected model. It’s
not necessarily wrong or bad, just unexpected or, more accurately, unreliable
for drawing larger conclusions. That the
word changed to take on a more general meaning of “deviating from the norm” is
a testament to the mutability of our language and our desperate need to create
an “other,” to separate from ourselves those whose behavior we find odd or
unusual. Masters of Sex is filled with deviants and “Standard Deviation”
focuses closely on them and the problems they cause (or solve) for Bill Masters.
There is a troubling piece of Masters’s and Johnson’s
research that is only occasionally touched upon, largely because of the
tremendous work they did in other areas: for a decade the duo ran a program
specializing in conversion therapy for homosexuals. Now, this wasn’t exactly a stunning idea at the
time. After all, until 1974, the
Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM-II) classified
homosexuality as a sociopathic personality disturbance. But the fact that they engaged in a practice that is now relegated largely to religious fanatics is remarkable, to the say the least. I have no idea how the show will treat that
storyline in the future (and they may not, as it doesn’t happen until 1968),
but it’s nice to see them addressing the idea of homosexuality early on, even
if only at the most surface level.
What makes this episode so fascinating (aside from the
illuminating flashbacks detailing how William Masters and Provost Scully came
to Washington University) is how it reveals that everybody is a deviant when it
comes to sex, which makes Masters’s quest to model human sexuality all the more
quixotic. He laments the dearth of “normal”
patients for his study, requiring him to resort to “deviants” like prostitutes
and homosexuals. But what he fails to
understand is that their deviance actually makes them normal. The most illuminating bit for Masters is the
confession from the gay prostitute that he doesn’t service convicts,
reprobates, or degenerates, but normal men living normal lives except that they’re
not allowed to openly live the lives they would choose. That Masters uses this information to
blackmail Provost Scully (apparently a recipient of said services) is perhaps a
little obvious, but hopefully it provides Bill with at last some ability to see
beyond his own very narrow understanding of “normal” sexuality.
Because even outside of the prostitutes, we’re presented
with a number of “deviants” in this week’s episode, from the mother of
quadruplets (1 in 700,000 natural births) to Libby’s supposed “eight percent
success rate,” to the reformed prostitute.
Each of these women presents a deviation from the societal norm that asks
women to marry and start cranking out children (though preferably one at a
time). There’s nothing particularly
deviant about their current behavior, it’s just that the outcomes are not what
they expected.
What is most interesting to me about Masters’s and Johnson’s
research is that the most fundamental and enduring aspect of their work is
focused entirely on the physiology of sex: arousal, engagement, and climax
(technically labeled excitement, plateau, orgasm, and resolution). What causes arousal and climax can differ
from person to person, but the physical response is always the same. In other words, there is no “normal” when it
comes to the inputs of sex, only the outputs.
In a way, we’re all sexual deviants and we’re all perfectly normal.
A couple of spare thoughts –
Once again, sex is presented here in a completely non-prurient
manner. We see several prostitutes “participating
in the study” (my new favorite euphemism for masturbation), but the scene is
played largely for humor, depriving the scene of any sexiness it might
have.
It’s nice to see Masters in his regular practice as an
OB/GYN and obstetric surgeon. It’s easy
to forget, while watching his research, that the reason he’s going about this
all is because people are so hesitant to talk frankly about sex (like the
lovely Mae Whitman and her desire for birth control).
“The truth is I don’t know anything about sex. And you don’t either.”
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