Kilometer

Sebastien Tellier’s Kilometer video is the fantasy I’d never actually admit to. He’s in this sixties villa like some kind of slimy messiah, surrounded by beautiful half-naked women who exist purely to serve him. The whole thing is relentlessly, unapologetically horny.

I mean, if I’m being real, this is what I’d actually want. Total surrender to hedonism, no limits, no consequences. Except you know that’s the life of someone who’s already given up, the last moment before it all collapses. So I watch it with this dark satisfaction, kind of glad I’m not quite that far gone.

The thing that breaks it: NES-playing girls don’t exist. That one impossible detail kills the whole fantasy.