Below Her Mouth (2016): The Lesbian Movie That Still Makes My Pulse Race in 2025
Hey queens, it’s your favorite unfiltered lesbian blogger here, and yes — I’m still obsessed with Below Her Mouth almost a decade later. This film is pure lesbian fire. No men saving the day, no tragic ending “for realism,” no watered-down queerbaiting. Just two women falling stupidly, messily, wildly in love and fucking like the world is ending. And honestly? We deserve more movies exactly like this.
Let’s get one thing straight (lol): Below Her Mouth is the most authentically lesbian movie ever made by a completely female crew. Director April Mullen, all-female department heads, female cinematographer — every single frame drips with the female gaze. You feel it the second Erika Linder (Dallas) walks on screen with that androgynous swagger and those ice-blue eyes. She’s the hot, emotionally unavailable roofer every lesbian has either dated or desperately wanted to date. And Natalie Krill as Jasmine? The “good girl” fashion editor with a fiancé who bores her to death? Baby, we’ve all been Jasmine at some point.
The plot is simple and that’s why it works so well: engaged woman meets mysterious lesbian, engaged woman suddenly can’t think about anything except said lesbian’s hands, mouth, and strap (yes, there’s strap scenes — we won again). The chemistry between Erika and Natalie is actually insane. Like, uncomfortably hot. You’re not watching acting; you’re watching two women who genuinely want to climb each other. Rumor has it they were so into the love scenes that the crew had to remind them to cut sometimes. I believe it.
What makes Below Her Mouth different from every other lesbian movie is that it doesn’t punish the women for wanting each other. There’s no “bury your gays” trope, no sudden car accident, no returning to men because “lesbianism was just a phase.” They choose each other. They fight. They fuck. They choose each other again. It’s messy and raw and so deeply lesbian it hurts.
The sex scenes? Legendary. I’m sorry, but name another lesbian movie that shows cunnilingus this explicitly and this beautifully. Carol is classy and amazing, but Below Her Mouth is the one you watch when you want to feel something in your actual body. The bathtub scene. The kitchen counter. The rooftop. The strap scene that made half the lesbian internet need a cold shower in 2016. Iconic. Revolutionary. Still unmatched.
And can we talk about how Dallas is literally the blueprint for every masc lesbian fantasy? Short hair, tattoos, wears boxers, fixes roofs with her shirt off, smokes cigarettes like she’s personally offended by lung health — ma’am, I would risk it all. Every time she calls Jasmine “baby” in that low voice, a thousand lesbians ascend.
Jasmine’s awakening is also so relatable it’s painful. That moment when you’re living the “perfect” straight life and then one confident lesbian looks at you a certain way and suddenly your whole world tilts? Yeah. We’ve been there. The way she becomes completely consumed by Dallas is exactly how it feels when you realize you’re not just “curious” — you’re very, very gay.
People love to hate on this movie because it’s “just porn” or “unrealistic.” First of all — it’s not porn, it’s erotic cinema made by women for women. Second, unrealistic? Tell me you’ve never fallen stupidly in love with a roofer without telling me. Some of us have lived this exact story (minus the happy ending, cry).
In 2025, we’re still starving for real lesbian representation. We get crumbs in mainstream shows, maybe a side character who gets five minutes of screen time before getting killed off. Below Her Mouth gave us the whole damn meal. Nearly two hours of unapologetic lesbian desire, shot like every frame is worship.
If you haven’t watched it yet, fix that immediately. If you have, rewatch it. I promise Dallas will still ruin your standards and Jasmine will still make you text your ex “you up?” at 2 a.m.
This movie isn’t just a film. It’s a lesbian rite of passage.
Stream it, pirate it, buy the Blu-ray, I don’t care — just experience it. Your libido will thank me later.
Forever team Below Her Mouth. The lesbian movie that changed the game and still reigns supreme.
Drop your favorite scene in the comments. I know I’m not the only one still not over that rooftop moment…
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