Sex/Life fulfils the inner sexual desires of people who don’t have one.
This post for Sex/Life Season 1 is spoiler-free.
Sex/Life (2021, created by Stacy Rukeyser) is a television show that I never intended to watch, but a Just Jared Instagram post had piqued my interest of this Netflix series because apparently Adam Demos, who stars as one of the leading men Brad, went full frontal in one of the episodes.
The series has a Lifetime-esque vibe with its trashy poster of heroine Billie Mann (Sarah Shahi) caught between two handsome men, Brad and Cooper (Mike Vogel). Audiences are invited into the “sex/life” of Billie and her husband Cooper, while also getting a glimpse into Billie’s risqué pre-suburban mum life. Now, a mother of two kids, Billie struggles with spicing up her sex life with her perfect husband and decides it’s safe to write about it in her non-password protected Macbook Pro, with all her inner most private thoughts, kept in a Microsoft Document titled “Thanksgiving Recipes”.
There are a lot of dumb things in this show that gives audiences a good laugh: the unrealistic sex life it portrays; the stereotypical bad boy versus good boy trope; though nothing beats a journal written on a Microsoft Word document.
What makes Sex/Life lacking is nothing related to the former, but rather the latter. There are plenty of sex scenes to go about compiling into a porno, but nothing about this sex-driven Netflix series shares anything compelling about the lives of the characters. Perhaps, the most interesting bit is depicting how Billie and Cooper tackle their marital problems in the entire season, but it’s a shame that the series seemed to be heading back to square one at the end of the season, thirsting for a second season to continue on Billie’s sexual desires.
Sex/Life is an incredibly easy watch, with only eight episodes to get through; just don’t watch it with your parents around.