Directed by Ben Lewin
Were introduced to Mark OBrien through news footage of the real man who died in the late ’90s before we go back in time to see him having a sponge bath by a burly nurse who is disgusted by his arousal. His next nurse is a younger co-ed who Mark starts to develop feelings towards, except that his condition and the fact hes never been with a woman leaves him confused. A devout Irish Catholic, Mark turns to a Catholic priest, played by William H. Macy, to find out whether his decision to go see a sex surrogate to help with his problem might be considered a sin and is surprised to receive the priests blessing. He soon learns that Cheryl, a middle-aged sex therapist played by Helen Hunt, is ready for the challenge of getting Mark comfortable with his own body and his sexuality.
While Mark OBriens quest is similar to that of Steve Carells Andy in “The 40-Year-Old Virgin,” it never goes for those sorts of laughs because “The Sessions” is a drama at its core, but one with a refreshing light-heartedness due to Mark’s witty self-deprecating sense of humor. Much of why the dialogue-heavy film works so well is due to the tightly-written screenplay by Lewin based on OBriens article about his time with a sex surrogate. It successfully stirs bits of Marks actual poetry into the narrative and avoids melodrama by neither sentimentalizing nor sensationalizing Marks condition and his growing attachment to his sex surrogate.
Needless to say, the other reason it works so well is because its driven by an unforgettable performance by John Hawkes who has to be funny and charming and emotional often using only his voice. Its quite a departure from his other high-profile roles, but anyone who has seen Jessica Yus doc “Breathing Lessons” will be impressed with his transformation.
Even so, its often Helen Hunt who has to do most of the emotional heavy lifting, because shes so affected by Marks words and feelings and becomes fairly attached to him even though the job calls for her to remain detached. We should give fair warning that you see a lot of Helen Hunt in the movie, full frontal all the way nude, and while that isnt necessarily a bad thing–Hunt is still quite attractive–its something that might be a bit off-putting. Then again, if youre even remotely prudish, then this wont be the movie for you since much of the dialogue involves discussing sex in an honest and graphic fashion.
Despite the subdued nature of the storytelling, Lewin finds a way of keeping us invested in the story, cutting between the actual therapy sessions to Mark giving updates to his hilariously mortified priest, a very runny turn by Macy that requires a lot of listening and reacting to what Mark tells him. It also shows Cheryl dictating her notes about Mark’s progress in their sessions, which allows us to get a better look at her side of their relationship and why she does its. Moon Bloodgood plays a surprisingly subdued but important role as one of Mark’s two assistants, who has some funny scenes with the motel manager as they’re waiting for Mark’s session to end.
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