Some of us saw this coming way back when “Tron” was rebooted as “Tron: Legacy”

The chilly, chiseled perfection that was Olivia Wilde just screamed “dominatrix,” and maybe a future in Cruella de Vil/Nora Desmond roles.

Wilde, dolled up in leather and vinyl, see-through this and bondage that, is the centerpiece of the latest film by Greg Araki (“Mysterious Skin”), a Mrs. Robinson without the “Mrs.” out to dominate, handcuff, gag and spank her sexual prey because “I Want Your Sex.”

It’s an almost amusing riff on Gen Z’s aversion to sex and real life skin-to-skin human contact confronted with a Gen X Maneater who likes her men young, unthreatening and dominatable.

Wilde could be a sort of ultimate fantasy to our introverted masterbater/”hero.” Or his worst nightmare, considering he and his generation have been “growing up in a time where nothing feels safe or OK.”

Cooper Hoffman is Elliot, the 23 year-old, fresh out of UCLA newby nebbish at the “hipster sweatshop” that is artist Erika Tracy’s big money contemporary art studio.

And things with boss Erika (Wilde) are anything but “appropriate.” She puts him on his heels with a “the way you’ve been looking at me makes me uncomfortable,” before hitting Elliot with “You have a girlfriend?” and assorted gay digs and “woke police” cracks, all of it incredibly inappropriate and finished off with “I would never say ANYthing that inappropriate.”

Erika needs a new offie plaything, and lumpy, Waste Management or Joe’s garage workshirt-clothed pushover Elliot fits the bill.

Because he’d never push back, stand up for himself or rat her out in court, we guess. Erika targets low self-esteem “boys,” or so we gather.

But as the story of their boundaries-bending fling is related by Elliot to two interrogating cops (Margaret Cho and Johnny Knoxville). we know that this “harmless” role-playing “fun” didn’t end well.

Our first glimpse of Elliot — bloodied, wearing only a woman’s bikini, with Erika’s body floating in the pool — gives that away.

How’d he end up there? Elliot had a med school student girlfriend (Charli XCX) who barely tolerates his company, a more understanding bestie/roomie (Chase Sui Wonders) and a gay office guide (Mason Gooding), who can’t believe he doesn’t have a “trust fund” and still can afford to work as one of Erika’s art factory slaves.

Daveed Diggs plays the bitchy, perfectly-turned-out office manager Vikktor, who has seen Erika’s toy boys come and go. But skittish Elliot cannot be warned off. Erika is too demanding, too alluring to confront, reject or even disagree with.

Director and co-writer Araki hasn’t made much noise in the decades since his erotic and offbeat “Mysterious Skin” made his name. He’s done a lot of TV, and that shows in his reliance on character “types” and quips that play as cliches.

Gooding’s sexually insatiable gay rich boy co-worker is quick to point out that the gays “invented non-monogamy…and anal.”

Casting two very funny people to play the cops and giving them nothing funny to say is borderline criminal.

Wilde is perfectly cast, even if we ponder why she’s mounted her acting and directing (“The Invite”) comeback on seriously sexualized roles, paired up with male co-stars who’ve never attempted a situp.

Nepo baby Hoffman may be the very picture of the gym-averse ginger frump he’s cast as, but unlike his Oscar winning dad (Philip Seymour H.), he’s just not interesting to watch. The lifeless timidity he brings to the part is spot-on. But this colorless, kind of bloodless performance isn’t.

Araki goes out of his way to avoid predictable (and perhaps satisfying) twists in the narrative, save for the too-conventional climax and all that’s anti-climactic that follows. He bungles the set up for a big “threesome” moment so clumsily that you wonder what was left out of the third wheel’s performance in the editing. The phrase “out of practice” kind of applies to his protagonist, and to his direction.

Still, he’s made a movie with a point and a point of view even if that point is too obvious and the point of view not taken as seriously as Araki thinks. One filmmaker’s fantasy becomes one generation’s best excuse for an anxiety attack.

“I Want Your Sex,” named for a George Michael song that came out a dozen years before Gen Z angsted its way into the world, thus comes off as an unsatisfying blend of edgy and archaic, a satiric comedy that shortchanges the laughs as it falls just short of making its point.

Rating: R, sex, nudity, drug abuse, profanity, a hint of violence and kink

Cast: Cooper Hoffman, Olivia Wilde, Mason Gooding, Charli XCX , Daveed Diggs, Johnny Knoxville and Margaret Cho.

Credits: Directed by Gregg Araki, scripted by Gregg Araki and Karley Sciortino. A Magnolia releaase.

Running time: 1:30