
We really like these psychotherapy sleaze covers. There are quite a few out there, probably enough for a collective post of them, but today we’ll just go with one—Adam Coulter’s 1965 sleazer Couch of Desire, about a psychologist who has a sexually disinterested wife, and several sexually interested female patients. You know the drill. Just lay back, close your eyes, and you’ll start feeling very, very… creepy.