As per the title, titillation is a guarantee in Masters of Sex, another period piece from Showtime that recently finished airing its second season. Set in the late-1950s and early-1960s, Masters of Sex tells the story of William Masters, an American gynaecologist who, along with assistant Virginia Johnson, conducted pioneering research into human sexuality. Not a bad premise, then, but one made infinitely more interesting by the fact that Masters and Johnson took their research a little further than was strictly necessary by investigating each others sexuality behind his wifes back. Masters of Sex has rightly received a wealth of critical praise for its strong writing and outstanding performances, but rather predictably the show has generated more headlines due to its saucy scenes. In truth, the nudity in Masters of Sex is fairly tasteful for the most part, but a show with this subject matter is bound to serve up nudity and acts of sexual congress with each new episode. Still, at least if a partner or loved one catches you watching such a scene and questions your viewing habits, you can chalk it all up to sociological research. Or something.
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