In an enormous win for Huge Dairy, Nicole Kidman has simply declared that she “actually like[s] milk.” The remark was made throughout a latest press interview for Babygirl, the upcoming erotic thriller from writer-director Halina Reijn (who additionally directed Our bodies, Our bodies, Our bodies) by which Kidman’s character, a high-powered CEO named Romy, submissively chugs a glass of cow milk from her intern-turned-dom, Samuel (Harris Dickinson). It’s one among two outstandingly milky moments within the movie, each of which stand a tier above the remainder of its erotic moments — above the grunting, the ground humping, and even the moonlit pool makeouts — as a result of it does one thing for milk that I really feel has been lengthy overdue. In mild of what looks like an ongoing, polarizing dairy discourse in American tradition, Babygirl shifts the highlight away from, say, the alarming rhetoric of RFK Jr. and conservative milk guzzlers. As an alternative, Babygirl pours its milk on the ground, licks it up on all fours, and reclaims it for a kinky nook that feels sizzling, playful, and free.
As Eater senior reporter Bettina Malinkintal writes, heated conversations round milk have been effervescent for a couple of years now. Dairy consumption within the U.S. has elevated in tandem with a repackaged, pastoral-pining model of conservatism round which soy boys, sigmas, and tradwives orbit — and it looks like the reply to “bought milk?” has develop into a barometer for the place one stands amongst the controversy.
Babygirl, nevertheless, invitations us into a special component of milk discourse. The movie attracts on the lengthy historical past of the Madonna-Whore Advanced, by which milk can develop into an agent of holiness or sexual fantasy; there’s a milk-dedicated Catholic chapel within the West Financial institution, in any case, because it was supposedly there that Mary’s breast milk spilled whereas nursing Jesus, turning the chapel from a muddy pink to a pure white. Contrastingly, some prime Google search outcomes for “milk fetish” yield a crop of not simply blushing, however involved Reddit questions similar to, “Do I dump my BF over his milk fetish?” and “Is it bizarre my BF has a breastmilk fetish?”
There isn’t any nursing in Babygirl, however every character is searching for their very own model of nurturing. Romy seeks an understanding, and feeding of her personal erotic needs. Samuel, as steely as he may be, does ask Romy to curve up and maintain him in one among their much less guarded scenes. She is his babygirl. However, typically, even he must be babyboy. And don’t all of us?
Milk turns into the pair’s first sexual chess piece. It’s clear that Romy — like so many high-powered CEOs — goals of being dommed, however struggles to initially quit the reins. One night time, Samuel anonymously sends her a glass of milk throughout an organization cocktail hour. She debates ingesting it (“What is that?” her coworkers ask with disgust). Then, she does so voraciously (which wins her a “good lady” from Samuel). It’s the type of habits that breaks from her in any other case socially palatable, actually robotic world (her firm builds Amazon warehouse-esque robots). As soon as the affair is in full bloom, there’s a way more tender scene by which Romy laps up milk from a dish on the ground of a resort room like an animal, mid-foreplay, whereas Samuel proceeds to lick it off her face. It’s one among her most intimate erotic highs of the movie, and likewise one among her most weak.
Water performs an inverse position within the movie. It’s not used to prod Romy’s arousal, however deliver her — and everybody within the wake of her dalliances — away from play and vulnerability, and again to a state of order and self-perceived goodness. Glasses of sobering water are distinctly current throughout a confrontational scene with Romy’s intern, Esme (Sophie Wilde), in addition to together with her amiable, sizzling, however erotically boring husband, who we’re additionally informed has picked up a Bible for respite throughout all of this.
To look at Babygirl is to partake in an endless, clandestine parade of sexy tropes that in some way discover new life within the fingers of the movie’s wonderful forged and script — and particularly inside the heat, looming presence of milk. It feels honest to say that, right here, dairy just isn’t a one-note emblem for the far proper, and even some nuclear household perfect. It turns into sizzling and unfastened; candy and deviant. It leans into its multitudes with a wink. And in 2025, I hope we will, too.
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