How To Have Sex, review: teens go wild, bringing out the anxious parent in us all

How To Have Sex is a wonderful film, but a potential minefield for anyone who wants to see it. “What do you fancy doing for our second date, darling? Shall we see How To Have Sex?” “Good evening madam, are you showing How To Have Sex tonight, and if so may I have a Tango Ice Blast to take in?” “Mavis, I’ve just been reading in the Daily Telegraph about How To Have Sex, and I think we should try it at 3.15pm this Thursday in the main auditorium at the British Film Institute.” And so on, and so on