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Commentary of The Red Line I have never directed a love scene before and it terrified me. Actually, 'terrified' might be too strong a word, but I was definitely a little nervous. Over the span of forty-eight hours I would have to direct two couples on how to make love and then watch them carry out my direction. The whole thing just seemed pretty darn perverted. I told my mother there were a couple of "love" scenes in the film and she immediately began scolding me for trying to make pornography. So I wanted to show the lovemaking in a tasteful way. The only problem was     |
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