After watching Lars and the real girl, I can’t help but view Lars through an aroace lens. That’s not to say that he is, or isn’t, because the movie is not about whether he fucks, or does not fuck. But rather his aversion to people and relationships. An asexual concept if ever I’ve seen one. Touch hurts, he does not enjoy it, unless it’s Bianca… In which case, it’s him initiating the contact always. I find it so interesting that it’s not that he doesn’t like touch, at least not in the way certain tragic characters don’t like it—afraid to get attached, or feel good—Lars doesn’t even like it.
He buys a doll meant for sex, and has a relationship with her. A decidedly non-sexual one at that. That’s not to say he’d have to be ace to be respectful in any way, but he didn’t buy the doll for that purpose at all. We don’t ever learn how/when specifically he does procure Bianca. But I’ll eat my shoes if it wasn’t searching for a girlfriend in the most innocent, religious sense.