A conventional version of I Want Your Sex would’ve brought back Chase Sui Wonder’s Apple to serve up a third-act ethical comeuppance and/or redemption.

Her final scene in Greg Araki’s new movie confirms that she’s in love with Cooper Hoffman’s protagonist (antihero?), immediately after which he emotionally brutalizes her off sobbing into the night. 

And then, we never see her again. 

Screenwriting rules stipulate that she should later return for a come-to-Jesus reminder of the toll his actions inflict on innocents, a realization that would be the lynchpin to the catharsis of his personal growth that I Want Your Sex trajectories.

Instead, the movie almost reflects his ignorance by never mentioning her again. As much as art loves the order of karma, and to suggest the possibility — and the necessity — of earned forgiveness…

Sometimes, over here in the real world, humans shit on the undeserving without suffering any direct consequences for their sins.