Blind Date (1984)

A woman in her 30s with long wavy brown hair and a pearl necklace is sitting in the front seat of a car, jerking off a blond guy who looks tense. His hands are visible on his lap, fingers twitching as she works. She’s focused, eyes down, one hand moving steadily, wearing a tight top that shows off her slim build. The lighting is low, just enough to see the sweat forming on his forehead and the reflection off the pearls. After that, the scene shifts — same guy now on a stage, arms outstretched in front of a bright red backdrop, looks like a performance or speech, though no crowd is visible. Earlier shots show him in a tan suit in a garden, then a close-up of a hand gripping what looks like a door handle or mic. The transition from private moment to public pose is weirdly intense — no nudity beyond the handjob, but the tension stays high. Camera stays tight on faces and actions, not flashy, just raw and direct.