So Vladimir finally, finally, pins her up against the wall. He takes our heroine in his hands, his arms. He throws her around the cabin, kissing her hard, telling her all the things he’s wished he could have done to her throughout their times together. Everything he does matches the fantasy snippets we’ve been seeing in her mind’s eye. These weren’t just fantasies, they were prophecies.
The result is an incredibly hot sex scene. It works because it pays off every last bit of anticipation we’ve experienced all season long. It achieves catharsis through sex just as surely as the final battles in shows like Chief of War and Last Samurai Standing and A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms offer explosive emotional climaxes through violence. All of it is driven by Vladimir’s vocalized desire, and the narrator’s vocalized enjoyment. “Oh my God! Oh Jesus! Oh fuck!” she exclaims with each of Vladimir’s moves and maneuvers. She is absolutely transported by all this. When he finally penetrates her she orgasms instantly. Her dream has literally come true.
I reviewed the series finale of Vladimir for Decider.
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