To attract additional subscribers, Adult Time porn platform introduced this year a new "studio" named Modern-Day Sins, tagged to the 7 Deadly Sins concept. Six months after website content launch comes this initial DVD (for us Old Fogey porn fans), and it's a dud.
Something of a misleading come-on, "Sins" delivers a new lengthy vignette once a week (sometimes twice), with the novelty that content is drawn from diverse porn categories: boy/girl, girl/girl, boy/boy, trans, bi-sexual & group sex.
A filter can shield the user from exposure to niches that are a personal turn-off, e.g., boy/boy content which is generally segregated from mainstream porn, but that merely cuts down on the frequency of one's new releases unless one is really open-minded.
The 7 series within this format have stupid names, to go with the stupid (and arbitrary) "update" of sin, e.g., Anal Envy, Greedy Creampies, Proud Pervs and the meaningless Idle Fantasies (supposedly about Sloth).
Initial pair are tagged as "Mad F*ckers", representing Wrath. Both vignettes (round off each to an hour) contain a single scene consisting of 10-minute set-up dialog scene followed by a way over-long 50 minutes of continuous XXX humping
Both segments turn out to be about interracial sex, whether by design or randomness. And both scenes are highly theatrical and artificial, as if the talent were auditioning for some local mainstream stage gig, but the acting is amateurish (particularly by the Black studs, who in industry racist policy are recruited for their big dicks, not their ability to emote).
Cadence Lux and Mickey Mod play a couple just home from a night out who instantly turn into The Bickersons (yes, that ancient radio program). He's mad at her over nothing (flirting with his friends, wearing a supposedly "slutty" dress) and she's far more sympathetic a character but hotheaded to his blank monotone.
The yelling match escalates and at its peak turns instantly into gonzo sex for the two, following porno logic. Yes, we have a case of role-playing and hate-sex.
Cadence looks great but her characteristic overacting doesn't play well against the laid-back Mickey. Sex is heavily into BDSM without props, just dom/sub, hand in mouth, face-f*ck, hair-pulling, spanking, etc.
Only redeeming/briefly diverting feature of this crummy hour comes when Mod starts slapping her around. He's a lookalike for Will Smith -I couldn't resist wondering who in porn (Jon Jon maybe??) could be cast as Chris Rock.
After that awful way-off-Broadway one-acter/two-hander comes an even more artificially theatrical "Reverse Psychology". Whitney Wright and Mickey Mod descend stairs as a curtain-up style entrance, with WW announcing him as her "last client of the evening". I assumed prostitution, but as the title suggests she turns out to be his (sex) therapist.
They smooch and fondle on a couch for an excruciating 8 minutes, until Whitney announces: "Ladies, you can come down now", cuing a theatrical entrance by a pretty pair: Christy Love and Liv Revamped descending the same stairs. Christy is a must-avoid porn actress, with a sickly, toothy smile permanently plastered across her face like Mr. Sardonicus.
Isiah assumes a facial expression suggesting a deer caught in the headlights. Supposedly he's been cheating on all of them, so they gang up on him for a reverse gang-bang on the couch. It's just another piece of role-playing, since obviously in a perverse off-shoot of group therapy, all three femmes are therapists and Isiah's their patient.
Fifty minutes later the cynical ending is oh-so predictable: after a copious money shot by Isiah aimed precisely to deliver cum into all 3 mouths (to be swapped around, of course), the ladies turn immediately into sex workers coolly chatting as they get dressed and ignore him completely. He's more of a paying mark than their patient, and the viewer has been treated to as faked a sex scene (mechanical and by the numbers) as possible, on purpose to insult the audience.
Ricky Greenwood directed the Bickersons (badly) and the team of Dan & Rhiannon Anatomik (Media) are credited with the group sex fiasco.
Something of a misleading come-on, "Sins" delivers a new lengthy vignette once a week (sometimes twice), with the novelty that content is drawn from diverse porn categories: boy/girl, girl/girl, boy/boy, trans, bi-sexual & group sex.
A filter can shield the user from exposure to niches that are a personal turn-off, e.g., boy/boy content which is generally segregated from mainstream porn, but that merely cuts down on the frequency of one's new releases unless one is really open-minded.
The 7 series within this format have stupid names, to go with the stupid (and arbitrary) "update" of sin, e.g., Anal Envy, Greedy Creampies, Proud Pervs and the meaningless Idle Fantasies (supposedly about Sloth).
Initial pair are tagged as "Mad F*ckers", representing Wrath. Both vignettes (round off each to an hour) contain a single scene consisting of 10-minute set-up dialog scene followed by a way over-long 50 minutes of continuous XXX humping
Both segments turn out to be about interracial sex, whether by design or randomness. And both scenes are highly theatrical and artificial, as if the talent were auditioning for some local mainstream stage gig, but the acting is amateurish (particularly by the Black studs, who in industry racist policy are recruited for their big dicks, not their ability to emote).
Cadence Lux and Mickey Mod play a couple just home from a night out who instantly turn into The Bickersons (yes, that ancient radio program). He's mad at her over nothing (flirting with his friends, wearing a supposedly "slutty" dress) and she's far more sympathetic a character but hotheaded to his blank monotone.
The yelling match escalates and at its peak turns instantly into gonzo sex for the two, following porno logic. Yes, we have a case of role-playing and hate-sex.
Cadence looks great but her characteristic overacting doesn't play well against the laid-back Mickey. Sex is heavily into BDSM without props, just dom/sub, hand in mouth, face-f*ck, hair-pulling, spanking, etc.
Only redeeming/briefly diverting feature of this crummy hour comes when Mod starts slapping her around. He's a lookalike for Will Smith -I couldn't resist wondering who in porn (Jon Jon maybe??) could be cast as Chris Rock.
After that awful way-off-Broadway one-acter/two-hander comes an even more artificially theatrical "Reverse Psychology". Whitney Wright and Mickey Mod descend stairs as a curtain-up style entrance, with WW announcing him as her "last client of the evening". I assumed prostitution, but as the title suggests she turns out to be his (sex) therapist.
They smooch and fondle on a couch for an excruciating 8 minutes, until Whitney announces: "Ladies, you can come down now", cuing a theatrical entrance by a pretty pair: Christy Love and Liv Revamped descending the same stairs. Christy is a must-avoid porn actress, with a sickly, toothy smile permanently plastered across her face like Mr. Sardonicus.
Isiah assumes a facial expression suggesting a deer caught in the headlights. Supposedly he's been cheating on all of them, so they gang up on him for a reverse gang-bang on the couch. It's just another piece of role-playing, since obviously in a perverse off-shoot of group therapy, all three femmes are therapists and Isiah's their patient.
Fifty minutes later the cynical ending is oh-so predictable: after a copious money shot by Isiah aimed precisely to deliver cum into all 3 mouths (to be swapped around, of course), the ladies turn immediately into sex workers coolly chatting as they get dressed and ignore him completely. He's more of a paying mark than their patient, and the viewer has been treated to as faked a sex scene (mechanical and by the numbers) as possible, on purpose to insult the audience.
Ricky Greenwood directed the Bickersons (badly) and the team of Dan & Rhiannon Anatomik (Media) are credited with the group sex fiasco.