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Title: Interior. Leather Bar. (2013)
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Christian Patrick | ... | Master Avery |
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Brenden Gregory | ... | Brenden |
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Brad Roberge | ... | Bradley (as Bradley Roberge) |
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Robbie Acklen | ... | Robbie |
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Osbaldo Daniel Alvarez | ... | Osbaldo |
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Andres Barcelo | ... | Andres |
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Samantha Barrows | ... | Samantha |
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Nick Buda | ... | Nick |
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Seana Carroll | ... | Seana |
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Collin Chavez | ... | Drag Queen |
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Jol Devitro | ... | Jol |
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Julie Diaz | ... | Julie |
| James Franco | ... | James | |
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Brianna Getrost | ... | Brianna |
In order to avoid an X rating, 40 minutes of gay S&M footage was rumored to be cut and destroyed from Cruising (1980). Inspired by the mythology of this controversial film, filmmakers James Franco and Travis Mathews collaborate to imagine their own lost footage. Amid the backdrop of a frenzied film set actor Val Lauren reluctantly agrees to take the lead in the film. Val is repeatedly forced to negotiate his boundaries during scenes on and "off camera," as unsimulated gay sex happens around him. The film itself is constructed as a play with boundaries remaining queer in subject and form. As much a film about filmmaking as it is about an exploration of sexual and creative freedom, "Interior. Leather Bar." defies easy categorization. Written by Production
I am not sure if the road was paved with good intentions or not, but travel on this road led only to a cul-de-sac of inanity. I believe the intent at its origin was bold. Comment on the censorship of "Cruising" at the time in which it was made accompanied by faithful reproduction of censored scenes could have resulted in a powerful film. Well made, this film could have planted seeds (pun or not) for further assessment. Particularly useful would have been elaboration upon male nudity and sexuality and how it is ... and isn't ... portrayed in the West. However, the result here is simply a self-congratulatory hedonistic indulgence. There is no enlightenment here, just as there is no skill. This work is not even titillating, it is only pathetic.