There's something incredibly erotic.....
....and primal about seeing a woman run like Lola. I don't get turned on by seeing them in marathons, at the gym, or watching sprints at the Olympics, but for some strange reason watching Franka book it in this was just arousing as all hell to me. Maybe the way she was dressed? Pumping of the arms? The determination?
Anyone else feel the same, and could maybe put forth a few ideas as to why? I don't think it would've mattered if it were a man or woman actually ('course an attractive woman never hurts), as it was more the base, core nature of it that I found appealing. It's sexy to watch the body coordinate in such unison to one specific goal, and this film exemplifies it perfectly.