"The only unnatural sex act is one which you cannot perform." - Alfred Kinsey
Alfred Charles Kinsey (June 23, 1894 – August 25, 1956) was, for a time, best known for his obsessive relationship with gall wasps. He traveled the nation in search of every variety, collecting in excess of 300,000 and mailing the eggs back to his home base in Boston. Many of them hatched in transit, wreaking havoc in post offices across America. That was nothing compared to what happened when he began to collect the sex lives of strangers.
DID YOU KNOW? Alfred Kinsey had attained seven years' worth of Boy Scout merit badges in twenty-four months? Get it? Kinsey was a BOY SCOUT.
His childhood was awful. Born the son of a carpenter, he lived in relative penury, mocked by his peers for wearing heavily-worn, mightily patched clothing, he also suffered from rickets and curvature of the spine. In addition, his father was an overbearing puritanical freak. It is little surprise to me that 1) he had extreme sexual hang-ups at a young age, not coming into his own (see how I did that) until later in life followed by 2) not only a keen interest in sexual relations but a desire to break free of all restrictions what so ever. He and his wife Clara McMillen were nudists and libertines.
But enough of this, just watch the movie, it's fun and it's got Laura Linney in it.
The Book of the Dead: Lives of the Justly Famous and the Undeservedly Obscure