excerpts from THE SURRENDER by veronica scott esposito

I did not know where this was headed. I did not know if I wanted to be a woman, if I wanted to be a person in a man’s body who could look sexy in a dress, if I wanted to be something else. I only knew I was realizing desires I had held asContinue reading “excerpts from THE SURRENDER by veronica scott esposito”

The whole of this film is one gorgeous hymn to the feminine mystique. For who would want to be the dumbfounded, piston-like Alexandre pumping his genitals, when instead you could be this most sensitive creature brimming with the rarest emotions? veronica scott esposito, on the double life of véronique