Mail Order
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- 2018
- 2h 2m
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Ryan has just ordered a mail order bride from Russia and gives her everything she wants, but he wants something in return.Ryan has just ordered a mail order bride from Russia and gives her everything she wants, but he wants something in return.Ryan has just ordered a mail order bride from Russia and gives her everything she wants, but he wants something in return.
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Supporting vignette nearly a classic
Running over an hour long, the Pure Taboo series segment "Mail Order" that is the promoted feature on this two-part DVD compilation is a bloated, one-note exercise from pornographers Bree Mills and Craven Moorehead that truly overstays its welcome. More shaggy-dog story than riveting entertainment, it should have been conceived and executed as say a 20-minute scene for competitor Erotica X.
Opening scene betrays the "film school dropouts" CV that afflicts so many video pornographers, as we are injected midway into the story of a mail-order bride from Russia arriving at Ryan Driller's home, the two protagonists photographed relentlessly with their heads out of frame. It creates a cinema verite effect, duly learned at NYU or USC or wherever by budding filmmakers who, given the tough competition out there in the real (mainstream) world, more often than not ending up slaving away in the skin trade.
Given that oral sex is a must in porn, this headless abstraction gambit is quickly dropped in favor of conventional photography, but the resulting feature is tedious and uneventful. We witness Driller, a capable actor in Adult Cinema, overplaying his nervous guy role, delivering nonstop improvised dialog in a manner verging on stammering. Russian beauty Natasha played by Koshka (who was quite effective as a naive young thing in another Mills/Craven opus, the quite distasteful "Doctor's Orders") keeps her mouth shut except when doing what comes naturally.
Why an hour is spent on this very routine sex scene is known only by Bree and one of her trusty editors. Driller showers gifts on his lady from Russia, and expects (and gets) serviced in return.
I don't know what they call it in Putin land but here it plays out as similar to prostitution. So the only supposedly interesting wrinkle as the duo laboriously go through the set positions (ending in a creampie) is Ryan's final gift of a mechanical pump, used first to create the effect of swollen labia and then swollen nipples. Bree evidently thought this novelty would bring down the house but it is just as boring here as when it is applied in scores of cheap-jack fetish videos, whether in the Lactation genre or a subset of BDSM involving medical instruments and other paraphernalia.
Second feature titled "Blind Surprise" saves the auteurs' bacon. I found it a spellbinding exercise in "taboo" (the series' prime directive) thanks to a letter-perfect performance as a blind girl by Chloe Couture, whose reward is to merely receive another pseudonym in the credits, identifying her as "Chloe Cherry".
Chloe is utterly believable in terms of her acting, though as usual Bree insists on making the character not merely slow but downright a mental case in her inability to see through (pardon the pun) the transparent machinations of young gardener Ricky Johnson. He pretends to be her new doctor, and the examination of her privates to confirm that she will be able to bear children is an excuse to hump her into next week, a devirginization if ever there was one.
That reflects the fact that the "taboo" involved here is not Bree's usual fallback of incest but rather jail-bait time, a legal and popular substitute for that dreaded bogeyman of Child Pornography. Chloe also goes uncredited in the popular mormongirlz.com material as an innocent teen caught up in the fictionalized cult's sex, and here is playing an 18-year-old character (of course) but her petite and pristine body says to the viewer: Underage.
Now all this taboo sex, expertly performed by the well-seasoned duo of sex workers before the camera, masks the more obvious genre here of interracial sex. Ricky Johnson with his big and reliable dick is probably the best actor of the current crop of BBD Black studs who are cranking out literally thousands of IR scenes for a suddenly "can't get enough of it" 21st Century fandom of what we called back in the theatrical heyday of porn movies "mixed combo action".
Bree lets us fans down with her unfortunate reliance on improvised dialog, so most of Johnson's patter as fake "Dr. Johnson" is silly or downright ludicrous, but Chloe unblinkingly goes along with the gag. An artist might have developed a moving one-acter as porn's belated answer to that fine movie "A Patch of Blue" that starred Sidney Poitier opposite a blind girl played by Elizabeth Hartman, but instead we get downwardly mobile porn.
Opening scene betrays the "film school dropouts" CV that afflicts so many video pornographers, as we are injected midway into the story of a mail-order bride from Russia arriving at Ryan Driller's home, the two protagonists photographed relentlessly with their heads out of frame. It creates a cinema verite effect, duly learned at NYU or USC or wherever by budding filmmakers who, given the tough competition out there in the real (mainstream) world, more often than not ending up slaving away in the skin trade.
Given that oral sex is a must in porn, this headless abstraction gambit is quickly dropped in favor of conventional photography, but the resulting feature is tedious and uneventful. We witness Driller, a capable actor in Adult Cinema, overplaying his nervous guy role, delivering nonstop improvised dialog in a manner verging on stammering. Russian beauty Natasha played by Koshka (who was quite effective as a naive young thing in another Mills/Craven opus, the quite distasteful "Doctor's Orders") keeps her mouth shut except when doing what comes naturally.
Why an hour is spent on this very routine sex scene is known only by Bree and one of her trusty editors. Driller showers gifts on his lady from Russia, and expects (and gets) serviced in return.
I don't know what they call it in Putin land but here it plays out as similar to prostitution. So the only supposedly interesting wrinkle as the duo laboriously go through the set positions (ending in a creampie) is Ryan's final gift of a mechanical pump, used first to create the effect of swollen labia and then swollen nipples. Bree evidently thought this novelty would bring down the house but it is just as boring here as when it is applied in scores of cheap-jack fetish videos, whether in the Lactation genre or a subset of BDSM involving medical instruments and other paraphernalia.
Second feature titled "Blind Surprise" saves the auteurs' bacon. I found it a spellbinding exercise in "taboo" (the series' prime directive) thanks to a letter-perfect performance as a blind girl by Chloe Couture, whose reward is to merely receive another pseudonym in the credits, identifying her as "Chloe Cherry".
Chloe is utterly believable in terms of her acting, though as usual Bree insists on making the character not merely slow but downright a mental case in her inability to see through (pardon the pun) the transparent machinations of young gardener Ricky Johnson. He pretends to be her new doctor, and the examination of her privates to confirm that she will be able to bear children is an excuse to hump her into next week, a devirginization if ever there was one.
That reflects the fact that the "taboo" involved here is not Bree's usual fallback of incest but rather jail-bait time, a legal and popular substitute for that dreaded bogeyman of Child Pornography. Chloe also goes uncredited in the popular mormongirlz.com material as an innocent teen caught up in the fictionalized cult's sex, and here is playing an 18-year-old character (of course) but her petite and pristine body says to the viewer: Underage.
Now all this taboo sex, expertly performed by the well-seasoned duo of sex workers before the camera, masks the more obvious genre here of interracial sex. Ricky Johnson with his big and reliable dick is probably the best actor of the current crop of BBD Black studs who are cranking out literally thousands of IR scenes for a suddenly "can't get enough of it" 21st Century fandom of what we called back in the theatrical heyday of porn movies "mixed combo action".
Bree lets us fans down with her unfortunate reliance on improvised dialog, so most of Johnson's patter as fake "Dr. Johnson" is silly or downright ludicrous, but Chloe unblinkingly goes along with the gag. An artist might have developed a moving one-acter as porn's belated answer to that fine movie "A Patch of Blue" that starred Sidney Poitier opposite a blind girl played by Elizabeth Hartman, but instead we get downwardly mobile porn.
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- May 15, 2018
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