This is pornography pure and simple, no doubt about it. And formulaic
pornography too. The formula is this. There are some dozen or so
episodes, each unrelated to the others except thematically. What
happens in each episode is that we see the bare genitals of some actor
(we don't see his face or hear him, thank heavens for small favors).
His penis is already erect. And then some naked babe comes in and
immediately starts doing full blast what the title of the film
suggests, sometimes making comments on the progress of the act, until
nature takes its inevitable course.
Man, it's like almost all the other skin flicks I've sampled over the
years. Initially, the reaction is interest, but it fades into boredom
in a few minutes due to a dire lack of imagination on the part of the
movie makers and because of the sheer repetitiousness of it all.
And it's retro too, because the market has been flooded with skin
flicks since the early 1970s and nothing has been excluded. Yet, here
we have the fulfillment of fantasies that are at best adolescent.
This kind of flick will be objected to by both the conservatives and
liberals. I can't argue with the conservatives because they simply
classify it as "immoral" and morality involves axioms based not on
logic but ethics. You either think it's immoral or you don't care. (I
don't think many people would argue that it's actually MORAL to produce
skin flicks.) From the left we have objections by liberals, especially
feminists like Andrea Dworkin, that it encourages rape and is degrading
to women. At least you can argue with this position. I don't know how
it encourages rape to see, in this instance, some young woman doing to
a man what she probably does in private anyway. Of course she gets paid
for doing it here, but so does the guy. Does it degrade him too? Anyhow
it seems a little hypocritical to condemn garbage like this and yet
allow teenagers to watch slasher movies in which an innocent victim
(usually a girl) gets her head sawed off by a hedge trimmer. If kids
are going to imitate what they see on the screen, what would we rather
have them imitate -- murdering people or making love to them?
Sometimes (this is so bad) the ad libs by the actresses are
unintentionally funny. "Oh, baby," says one (or something like that),
"how would you like to see this thing buried in my cleavage?" But she
has been surgically (or magically) transformed and her breasts are the
size of bowling balls and her cleavage is the Great African Rift and
her nipples are quahogs. This transcends ordinary sexuality. It reaches
for the stars.
But I have to admit there was one episode that I found really kind of
interesting from start to finish. It's the only one that involves two
young women instead of one. They go through more or less the same
motions as the others but with far more joi de vivre. One of the girls
is especially enticing. She makes a brief comment to the other in a
language I couldn't identify, probably Slavic, and I would guess
Russian. She's petite dark-haired and acts like a naughty
eleven-year-old playing doctor or something. She smiles gleefully, is
inexpert in her task, giggles at the camera, and is thoroughly
captivating. I swear, and I mean it literally, all the sex business
aside, I would love to have dinner with her in the Russian Tea Room if
it's still there. She looks like an awful lot of fun.
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