Moonlight bathes her in “phonographic films” as she wakes needy and restless. Sheets tangle around legs while she grinds against her own hand under the covers. Slow at first, then desperate. The final climax in “phonographic films” is muffled into a pillow, whole body shaking with release. She falls back asleep glowing, fingers still between sticky thighs. “phonographic films” is the perfect intimate goodnight.