This is arguably the most heartbreaking loss-of-virginity scene in cinema, as a gang of bored Texas teens round up slow-witted Billy and drag him down to the corpulent local hooker to make a man of him.
The final set piece is a work of staggering sexual power as our anti-hero Jean-Baptiste Grenoiulle releases with one flutter of his hand the essence of pure scent from a piece of cloth.
The love scenes between the two are strikingly shot, brutal in their honesty and passion, unfolding within a natural narrative.
Tom Tykwer offers us a visually stunning window into the mid of a serial killer.
In a scene of disturbing sexual content, the couple are having sex unaware of the fact that captain Gerd Wiesler is listening to everything in their bugged apartment.
A disturbingly erotic moment occurs when the Stasi force upon her a full body search.
Also, that bench has got to hurt.
The result was that many festivals refused to show it on grounds of child pornography.