A query for a certain Mr Chung

Thanks for your support Barb. The first post suffered at the hands of taking a sertraline and a melatonin at the same time, rendering much of my wording strange. I actually felt like an asshole after the second post. My life has got to be more bizarre than anyone else's here (massive presumption alert, do not take literally) and something happened during the day to... well anyway, let's not get biographical. Blood was involved. If only this was fantasy... Josh said I talked like an ass; how uncanny. I was making a disturbing braying noise at the time. That first post was not indicative of how I talk at all. Phew. I thought was gonna be blackballed and everyone'd hate me.
'Chungy-baby?' HA HA HA! What was I on? Oh yeah, I already said.
Enough waffle from me. Actually I look (and even act and sound a little) like Tom Sizemore's character from Strange Days. But more 'evil.' And that odd reference to being someone you might know... Well...
Ah, the humming. The drip drip drip. The sudden silence. I must be going...
In closing: Aeon lives!
(Figure rises from chair, dons jacket in one motion. Troubled look back at the screen.
Hand rises to light switch... then darkness, and the sound of a door.)

Hmmm, well whoever you are, I'm fairly certain the answer I gave you was correct. The foot fetish was merely a tool to tap into the subcultures so the show could gain enough notoriety to survive. Not alone, of course, but that was the whole purpose of the S & M quality of the show.
Plus I suppose it worked well for the Aeon Flux character.
I don't presume to be able to talk for Peter Chung, but I believe this question has been asked before and I seem to recall what I said as being the summation of the response.
I know you probably want something grander, like references to Greek mythology, or some symbolism connecting the tongue licking a toe, to a penis under foot over a deep sea of feminine power, the tides representing menstruation and Aeon sitting above the uncertain flow on top of a metal pedestal is supposed to represent some icon that we should strive for or some such rubbish, but I'm afraid your answer is most likely that the scene was just a keen amalgamation of imagination and marketing. Plain and Simple.
Oh the world, the world is cold and gray.

Thanks, Tim, for asking.
I won't argue with Josh's interpretation, generally speaking, but the question of "why feet?", (or for that matter, "why an ear" (Trevor in the elevator), "why teeth" (Trevor in the train) "why a wound in Sybil's back" etc.) does make me wonder whether simply showing celestial Aeon enjoying the attentions of a devoted cunniliguist for eternity might have quashed such questions and pre-empted the demand for a forum such as this.
In any case, Aeon's foot needed the relief after the trauma of a rusty nail embedding itself in her heel. And by sheer coincidence, we glimpse evidence that she may have freelanced as a cover model for the foot fetish magazine "Tickle" (spelled out phonetically in Hangul-- but really don't read any meaning behind that other than me being Korean and wanting to avoid written English text within the Breen visual landscape.)

Hey, it's that guy again. Thank you for answering my question Peter! Much appreciated. (Starts acting like a schoolgirl at a convention.) I don't suppose I have to go into the whole area regarding interpretation and personal perception, and that constantly asking 'why why why' defeats the purpose of experiencing it in the first place. But this wasn't too colossal a question, so what the hell. I'm impulsive.
On a side note I'd just like to enthuse and effuse about what a huge fan of yours I am; (well, not that huge. I'm only about 6'2", 260) your work is deeply inspiring to me on many levels, from the aesthetics to the richly glowing, coruscating core. Rare indeed is it to stumble across a work that brings together into one place just about everything I love about art, but Aeon Flux was, and remains, such a work. So I thank you (and your accomplices in this strike against pabulum) for that. Maybe I'm a little late in the game to be saying this now, but there's so very much that goes unspoken. If you've felt the Grim Reaper's scythe whistle close to you on several occasions, you realise that it's best to say what you feel and say it now, before it's too late. Even if life as we know it, is nothing but a lucid dream.
Bregna and Monica, Aeon and Trevor, and all that lies between them. It's far too juicy a melon to take only ten bites and six nibbles. Here's hoping we soon see more of them. On a further side note... down with censorship! Friggin' censors grrrr...

Bye, before I become incoherent. Oh baby.

I remember reading a treatment of said episode, from a surely now defunct Web site, that ended with Aeon resurrecting as a Goddess. ...Perhaps the last scene is Peter Chung's cynical depiction of a Heaven where everyone sits around, erm, pleasuring themselves?

It would fit with some of the movies he's enjoyed in the past (just saw Holy Mountain for the first time. OH DEAR)