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If a woman spies on naked men or men undressing, does that make her a voyeur/peeping tom? Does this make her a dangerous person? Also, would most men report her to the cops for looking at him undresing from her window? | I think a voyeur is more a person who wants to watch sex acts. A peeping tom is more someone, usually a man I think, who just tries to sneak a peek at the girls' locker room or something, to see them naked.
It is a crime to spy on someone to see them naked. It is also a crime to display yourself naked, even in your own home, if the curtains are open and others can see in. I think a man would probably not report a woman, unless it turned into stalking. He might just chuckle. It would be a bit creepy tho. I also think it matters whether we're talking about adolescents or older adults. | Have you ever had experience with a voyeur or stalker? Were you able to catch them and or stop them? I had a "peeping tom"" awhile back, and I lived alone at the time in an apartment. He would come to my window every night. The last time he came he was trying to get in my bedroom window. I guess he was more than a peeper. Not sure what he was after. After I called the police and ran to another apartment, thank God he never came back. | | wanted to see what was up under the skirt you're wearing!! As for have "I" have any experiences with such; NO. It's good that you called the cops and also good that he never came back. Keep your blinds closed and windows locked..... | Help on some film questions on: Rear Window, 3:10 to Yuma (1957) and 3:10 to Yuma (2007)? What cues & clues does Hitchcock give the viewer Rear Window?
How does Hitchcock play with audience expectation (pattern, structure) and how does he thus create suspense in the film?
How is Hitchcock a purely VISUAL filmmaker and what information is he presenting purely visually in Rear Window?
What is the viewer asked to do when watching Rear Window?
What does Hitchcock get away with in this film?
How is the viewer implicated as a VOYEUR in Rear Window? Are we taught to identify with Jeff or someone else? How or how not?
In these three films, how does the notion of TIME work (or not work)? Does time stop the narratives or move the narratives forward?
Does TIME work differently in the two versions of 3:10 to Yuma? If so, how so?
What are some of the compelling differences (other than 50 years time!) between the two versions of 3:10 to Yuma?
How is suspense created in both 3:10 to Yuma’s? How does this compare to the sort of suspense in Rear Window? | | I don't have time to answer all your questions on Rear Window, which I do know plenty about. But if your writing a comparison paper on the titles then I suggest comparing Rear Window to Mimic: Sentinel. You'll probably write a better paper, as the two films are a lot alike. | Am I a Voyeur? Or is this normal..? Hello! I have a question... I was walking outside my apartment complex and heard some neighbors having sex through the window.. and it really interested me, and kind of turned me on. Then 2 days later, I am SOUND asleep, and I actually get woken up at 2 AM by subtle moaning from the same neighbors.. it's not very loud, but I woke up anyway, yet airplanes over my apartment don't even wake me up. I think my subconcious knows I like that kind of thing, so it woke me up. I read on here that most people are annoyed by others having sex and such, but not me, it kind of excites me, and I am always listening for it.. Does that make me a sick voyeur or something? It's not like I am looking through peoples windows or anything.. it's just kinda something that turns me on. Is this normal? Anyone else have this? | | Dude your GUY of course it's normal!!! | Voyeur Bad or what? is it wrong seeing your roommate thru window while she dresses, plays with her self. | | Possibly you are missing the signal here, next time borrow some sugar. | I need help with remembering the title of this movie? the movie was made around 1995. There is this woman who moves into a mysterious apartment building where a girl who resembles her and was living in the same apartment building had commit ed suicide and jumped out of the window of her apartment. She is sent a telescope and slightly becomes a voyeur. All while she becomes involved with the owner of the building is a voyeur himself. Anyone know the title of this movie???thanks! | It's not SILVER it's SLIVER (1993)
Young publishing executive Carly takes an apartment in an exclusive "sliver" building in New York, only to learn that the previous tenant, who bore a great resemblance to Carly, died in a mysterious fall from the apartment balcony. When other tenants of the building begin to die likewise mysteriously, Carly begins to suspect that a killer may be inhabiting the building and that it may be either Zeke, the voyeuristic building owner with whom she's become involved romantically, or Jack, a mystery writer with a suspicious quality. | I think my wife may be a voyeur?? A while ago her sister, her sister's husband, and her father came round when she was in shower. She came out in dressing gown, and in front of them "adjusted" her gown. You know where you move one part over the other. Anyways, she didn't expose much, but still, it can't be natural to do that in front of people! She said she didn't realise she did it and I don't think anyone saw, but a) how do you know realise you just exposed yourself to people, and b) why didn't she set herself properly in the bathroom, like most normal people would?? I'd be convinced she did it deliberately if it wasnt for the fact her sister and dad were there also.
Anyways, there has been a few other times when she has walked naked in front of windows and when I tell her that people might be able to see she says "Oh I didn't realise" but how do you not realise that you are naked if other people could see you?? She says she's self-conscious about her body, and yet she doesnt notice she's parading it to the world! | | I think your lucky i wish my partner was more open so shut up and grow up and stop being such a prude | I think the person who wrote this was absolutely right? The glass is so cold against my touch. What I see on the other side is such a sereneness that I cannot even begin to describe. I place my cheek to the window, to capture this moment, for I'll never be this close to perfection again. Everything I see is so tailored to my tastes, everything so manicured to my wants. So strong is the longing to touch just the blade of grass of on the edge. So much that tears will sting my eyes soon. The fountains seem to flow with milk and honey. The trees are of the purest gold, the leaves of the loveliest silver. I see the antelope frolicking with the lions. Everything is transpired of such tranquility. The man and the woman walk about without a shred of cloth of their beings. The tinge of embarrassment that should tickle their cheeks is nowhere to be found. They feel no shame. They have none. This vision is innocent. This land through the window which I view is innocent.
For a moment the man pauses to look in my direction. Something in his eyes tell me that something is dreadfully wrong. The antelope stops, the lion stops, the women stops, the fountains stop. Everything in the tranquil world stops. There is an eerie stillness about them all, as if they are contemplating the end of time. The man opens his mouth. Does sound come out? I do no know, I am only a voyeur through this cold window. On my side of this window everything is cold and distant. Everything on my side is so disconnected with the harmonious rhythms of the world which I am now viewing. My thoughts are broken by the most disturbing of things. My vision of perfection is shattered in this world of which I view. The lion has eaten the antelope. The man looks upon with woman with shame. The woman looks upon the man with guilt. The trees are now decaying wood. The fountains are nothing but chipped stone covered with moss.
How has this happened? What happened? Then a painful understanding comes over me. I have ruined this world. I have watched too long, wanted too much for what they had. My jealously ruined this world. The rare glimpse that I was allowed of this world was supposed to be fleeting. It was supposed to make me appreciate what little in this world that was good. Yet how selfish was I? I looked onwards with a hunger that wasn't mine to have. This was heaven, and I was allowed to view it. I took advantage of it, and took it away. Nothing like that was supposed to last that long with witnesses. It was only supposed to leave a lightness in my heart, and for me to be on my way.
It was supposed to fill me with hope of what lies ahead for me beyond this earthly realm. It was supposed to inspire me to change, to let me become a better person because of it. Yet I didn't want to world which I was allowed to view to leave. I wanted to climb through that window and leave my realm behind. I wanted to leave the coldness of it all. The hate. The jealousy. The inconvenience of being human. By being bound to this earth, my soul was not allowed to leave, for my body wasn't prepared to give up yet.
This place inspired such happiness in me, my selfish human nature craved for me. It let me not look away, but to take it all in so suddenly. To bask in the glory of what my Savior has promised me. From time to time I have felt His presence, but to actually see it was out of this world. To be one with heaven at the same time that I stood on this earth was awesome. It was moving. Awakening. Heartrending.
I'll step away from that window. Devastating as it is I know one sweet day I'll see it again. I'll see the flowing fountains. No more will my wants be to touch a mere blade of grass, but I'll be singing with the angels. I'll be able to touch the trees that are made of the purest gold. Never will a forlorn thought come to me when I go to that great place beyond the window. It will no longer be a cold touch to my fingers, but a warmness in my heart. I'll love tenderly and truly, and be loved unconditionally.
On this earth where my value is only based on how my outer shell is based on societys' views of perfection. No longer will I have to do the awful things I do to stay thin. I have been given hope for better things ahead. I will not have to do any of the worldly things to be happy. Spiritually I will get there. The mirror will stop being the enemy, and start being the friend that so long ago it used to be.
Perfection in the world is fleeting. Yet somewhere on the other side it is promising. It is a rising in oneself. It is what we all yearn for, yet never want to earn. Like my vision of me wanting to just climb through the window to a land of milk and honey, my selfishness shattered it. Imperfection in this life is beauty, for it is the only thing that will lead us to perfection on the other side. | | I don't care enough to read all that, just to find out what you believe is true. | I found my own sex tape online, what do i do to get rid of it? like it was some voyeur tape..so some guy outside my window filming me and my ex. what do i do? | | call the police, or sue ur neighbor... take action! | Help! My male neighbour saw me naked!? I know this is very funny in hindsight, but my rather good looking neighbour saw me naked from my window- no, he wasn't being a voyeur; it just happened; probably my fault.
This is very awkward for me, especially since I'm a month 1/2 pregnant and my breasts are HUGE.
Has this happened to anyone? How do you keep it cool with you neighbour? | Don't go out of your way to avoid him. He's probably as embarrassed as you are. Next time you see him just smile and shrug.
P.S. Let me know if he ever moves out. |
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