Fatale

There is so much sexual tension in Fatale (1992) that it has a second title, Damage.  A British cabinet minister (Jeremy Irons) meets his son’s girlfriend at a party and is immediately overcome with lust.  As fate would have it, the feeling is mutual and they spend the rest of the movie consummating their illicit indulgences, right under the nose of his wife and son.  When their affair is discovered, it becomes a media event and things spin out of control.

Jeremy Irons doesn’t do any damage to his reputation with the hard sweaty, explicit sex he has during this movie.  He gets down and dirty on a table, the floor and in a bed.  His older, but still well toned body goes through numerous sessions of passion Pilates.  The final treat is a view of his flopping mandangler as re runs down a flight of stairs.  You won’t need to follow the bouncing balls to follow this story.