The first time I read her book I paid attention on all the juicy details of her many wild sex stories which she experienced as a prostitute. This time though for some reason the relationship she had with her estrangled middle-class family caught my attention more than the sex stories in itself. I once read somewhere that everyone needs at least one person in their life that will always be there for us. That we know will love us, look out for us, worry over us and accept us no matter what we may have done. I have come to the conclusion that Raquel Pacheco decided to become Bruna Surfistinha because of the lack of having someone that would love her no matter what and who would forgive her despite her failures and mistakes. The most touching part for me is when she decides to leave home to become a prostitute and she is walking out the door knowing that it will be the last time that she will see her mother. She leans on the door and says "bye mom". Her mom doesn't turn around, doesn't give her a hug, doesn't even say a word. And yet I am pretty sure her mother didn't have the slightest idea of what her daughter was going to do. That made me think how a small word not said, a hug not given, a smile not passed on can make such a difference in our life. Sometimes that little move might make a world of a difference. Let's not let the same happen to us. I watched the movie as well and really enjoyed it. But it pissed me off quite bit that a lot of scenes never happened (like in true life she had two sisters and never a brother) and it doesn't portray the same thing as in her book. But the movie is still worth watching even if just for the fun of it!
Book Review: In 2003, a young Brazilian prostitute scandalized her country by launching a blog detailing her many sexual exploits. The blogger, who used the professional name Bruna Surfistinha ("Bruna the Surfer Girl"), ended up appearing on TV and in magazines. The fervor with which Brazilians followed her rise to infamy revealed a repressed, conservative core beneath that country's veneer of sexual permissiveness.
The melodramatically titled The Scorpion's Sweet Venom is the book that grew out of Bruna's blog. Her story is all-too-familiar: A troubled middle-class youth awakens to her sexuality, rebels against the stifling nature of her home life, is beaten by her father after she's caught stealing from her mother, breaks with her family to make her living on the streets and in the brothels of the big city. What distinguishes this memoir is Bruna's playful love of sex and sexuality -- for her, visiting a sex club is as exciting as going to the Super Bowl for an NFL fan. She's surprisingly insightful about her chosen line of work. Perhaps most titillating: Bruna actually has orgasms with clients!
But this is also a cautionary tale. Bruna nearly dies of a drug overdose. One of her clients brutally rapes her. Because she's in constant competition with other prostitutes, their offers of support are dubious, at best. Even while she's enjoying her many sexual encounters, Bruna makes it clear that her life is suffused with pain. She talks about how she sometimes goes in the middle of the night to stare at her family's home, wishing she could reconnect with them. "To this day," she admits, "I sometimes feel sick when I see a hand stroking my body."
Bruna doesn't delve deeper into her psychic pain, which is too bad. We get the sense that what she's showing us is just the tip of the iceberg. Still, there's enough sass and honesty here to make The Scorpion's Sweet Venom a compelling -- as well as fast and easy -- read.
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