As predicted in these virtual pages as early as 2005, the video version of alternative porn that was labeled "altporn" to the dismay of altporn's actual Internet pioneers (but not Matt Zane, who never labeled what he did starting a decade ago), is being actively avoided by studios.

The latest snub comes from Peter Reynolds of Adam & Eve who, in announcing the soft launch of the label IAC, or Independent Adult Cinema, stated that the new label's directors were "very alternative—but not ‘Alt.’"

Reynolds headed VCA's sales department when that company ushered in video's version of altporn, which I called steveporn because "altporn" was a misnomer. Yes, I did that because I'm a fucking genius.

Reynolds completed the distinction by saying that directors Carlos Batts (who just released Voluptuous Life), Joe Gallant, and Joanna Angel "have a different, more creative way of shooting adult.” More creative than whom was left unsaid.

But the terms "Alternative" and "Independent" are pretty loose, too. I'm sure that there is somebody out there shooting Dali-esque corpse porn through a greasy ashtray mounted on a pinhole camera who would call Joe Gallant a tool of the establishment.

Previously: At home with April Flores and Carlos Batts
See also: Adam & Eve to launch IAC line at Voluptuous Life party (avn); Adam & Eve

Labels: "adam and eve", april flores, carlos batts, events, steveporn

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, November 30, 2007 | 2 Comments Links to this post

In My Big Fake Wedding, Holly Morgan plays a virgin and Brea Lynn is her best friend.

(Wait for it...)

How can one be a virgin if Brea Lynn is one's best friend? Do virgins shave their pubes and have little groinal tattoos? I am so out of the loop with virgin culture that I fear it might harm my shot at the presidency when I become eligible in 2016.

That said, this is a very fun movie. I would watch Holly Morgan slaughter villages if she were naked enough.

Read the review here.

Previously: What Would Bob Seger Do?; Pulse P.o.V.
See also: Vivid

Labels: b skow, brea lynn, holly morgan, reviews, vivid

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, November 30, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

This week's podcast presents sexuality in a fun, dignified, and beautiful way. Oh wait.

This week's podcast expertly breaks down the AVN nominations, thoughtfully examines masturbation trends among the holy, and gives birthday shoutouts to Herschel Savage, Brooke Haven, Ed Powers, and myself.

Hear it here.

Labels: podcast

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, November 29, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

LoveLA is the latest adult consumer novelty/sensuality expo to be unveiled in a crowded novelty/sensuality expo market. The debut event will be held January 27 at Boulevard 3 in Hollywood.

But before you decide this is just another attempt to cash in on an existing market by doing something slightly different, fret not! It has a twist.

"We have created an event for anyone and everyone interested in expanding their sexual horizons in a fun, dignified, and beautiful environment," the show's website says, appealing to both the anyone and everyone demographics who can balance fun with dignity and beauty. I believe that reduces attendees to the Lakota Sioux.

"LOVE LA will present the finest products, retail outlets, seminars, and performances ever assembled in one place," the website continues in a tone that makes the event sound like the World's Fair, "without the in-your-face sexuality common at other adult events," thus laying the smackdown on trade shows where people have sex right in front of you, demanding you look at them, forcing their frank sexuality on you and your loved ones.

I applaud anything that makes sexuality more muted and opaque. I hope there's an option for people to pay their money and immediately leave without looking at anything.

Previously: Icon to explain dildos; Expanded XBiz Awards still a fraction of AVNs
See also: LoveLA Show

Labels: events, marital aids, trade

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, November 28, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

Eva Angelina is a guest on Playboy Radio (until 7 PST), but I thought I would show you the one picture in existence of a porn star holding up her breasts.

Nominated for AVN's Best Actress - Video award for her work in Upload, Angelina was quick to not point out that the self-held breasts shot might be too radical for American audiences.

"In Europe we can hold our own breasts all day long for pictures," the Orange County native did not say. "But now it is time for stateside audiences to witness the phenomenon without shame."

Next time: someone with her finger in her mouth.

Previously: Eva Angelina and Marco Banderas take a bite outta porn; Eva Angelina and Boston
See also: Playboy Radio, Eva Angelina

Labels: because, breasts, eva angelina, playboy

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, November 28, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

This is what I'm not saying: I hate couple's porn.

What I am saying is that a lot of couples' porn seems to scale back on the sex I find eye-catching (e.g.: sex with beings from realms where Euclidean geometry is an abomination) while filling the new space with the type of vapid pro-sex moralizing that preaches to the converted.

That said, I would watch Carmen Hart do anything, including eat a piece of pie, which she does in David Stanley's fun Pleasure Principle.

Read the mini-review (a new feature!) here.

Previously: Carmen Hart before the wickedness; The More the Merrier
See also: Wicked, Gary Numan's "Pleasure Principle"

Labels: carmen hart, couples, david stanley, directors, lovecraft, minireview

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, November 28, 2007 | 2 Comments Links to this post

Because I am the last king of Scotland, I have an appreciation for the perspective of Gazzman, that country's only porn director. Here are some annotated snaps from his movie Slam It in a Slut.

If you've come this far past GramPonante.com's elaborate security system, I'm sure I don't have to tell you what "It" is. Above, Ana Nova and Smokie reenact a scene from 2001: A Space Odyssey, with It as the Starchild.

Gazzman's house music camera style prevented a clear shot of Max's nipples and face in the same frame. Call me an old-fashioned Gestaltist but the sum of them always works better for me than just the parts themselves. Max' nipples strain at the screen. With my new high-res monitor, I was actually able to hang some firewire cables from them.



Previously: Suzie Best in Best of British; Postcard from Porn Week; Sabrina the gang-banged witch; Ana Nova in Scenes from a Pussy Party
See also: Evil Angel, Gazzman

Labels: directors, Europe, gazzman, geekery, new porn daily

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, November 28, 2007 | 2 Comments Links to this post

If one were to download the PDF version of this year's AVN nominations in 120 categories it would result in a document 58 pages long. By contrast, the 1984 awards contained only 18 categories.

The big winner that year was Scoundrels, about the consequences of adultery. Today we commit adultery over coffee.

This reflects both the nichification of consumer tastes as well as the need to satisfy as many advertisers with nominations as possible. AVN will officially maintain that advertising within the company's media network does not buy awards, but that is only partially true; advertisers expect more consideration for their products and AVN, XBiz, and all adult trade publications of the past and future would be foolish not to provide it.

Read more after the gap.



But buying awards is an inexact science, and what is successful for one potential winner might not be for another. So I have no advice other than that Superbowl tickets are a great stocking stuffer for people of any faith, and blowjobs are pleasant all year long.


But let's talk about consumer taste. By 1984, when the AVN Awards were announced on paper, "commercial" porn had been around for decades, but it was still illegal in many places and delivery systems like video were not widespread. 1984's 18 categories reflected no fetishes like Asian, MILF, POV, Latina, Interracial, Anime, or Transsexual; those have evolved from availability and saturation (of the market, not necessarily Squirting).


This year's nominations are the most comprehensive in AVN's history, and at no time in the company's 24 years has the list of nominations shrunk from one year to the next.

With the weight of a quarter-century, the nominations have no choice but to get post-modern: awards for marketing movies and performers have increased to nine, the Crossover Star award has been renamed in honor of Jenna Jameson, and companies that make "classic"-style porn or that re-release ancient porn catalogs also have their own category.

This is the second year of the Unsung Starlet and Contract Performer award, which reflect both the hardest and least used talent in the business who haven't otherwise been honored in Best Actress or Best New Starlet categories.


At the 2008 AVN Awards on January 12, most of the 120 citations will not be presented on stage; a video screen will flash the winners in between more significant awards. Last year's presentation, which was the first awards held at the Mandalay Bay Events Center and also the first awards for which regular consumers were encouraged to buy tickets, was also the slickest; still, by awards show standards, the AVN's are a train wreck.


And I like it that way. Long-time attendees will happily claim "but it's our train wreck", meaning that a shambling free-for-all filled with technical glitches, bombast, people playing dress-up, preening, and unintentional humor are a celebration of what Porn Valley is like every day.

If an outside company comes in to "handle" the awards, as might be the logical evolution of porn's mainstreaming, the January adult industry reunion will lose something, even as it gains a larger audience.

I predict the adult industry can sustain a 200-category awards show before things fall apart, but I better make some money off of it.

Previously: AVN 2007 wrap-up; AVN 2006
See also: AVN Awards

Labels: "joanna angel", ange venus, avn, awards, commentary, events, heather vandeven, mary carey, max hardcore, sophia santi

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, November 27, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

Night Shift Nurses is the longest running hentai series in Japan. "Experiment 1" involves a man who wakes in a research hospital attended by a submissive nurse who will do anything to make him take his medicine. Anything.

While there is humiliation in American porn, no one can do shame like the Japanese, whose pornography requires mutual guilt. When Nurse Yugami discovers her charge with a morning erection, she pleads his forgiveness. Tormented, he demands she show herself to him.

"Now will you forgive me?" she weeps. Then he has a dream with her and the pig statue. It was like the guy who designed Roxy Music's album covers picked up a Pink Floyd gig.



Previously: Japanese boob size and the economy; Asian and Hot: not only but also; Lystra is cage candy; Not to be confused with
See also: Adult Source Media

Labels: asian, dvd, hentai, pop

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, November 26, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Nominees for the 2008 AVN Awards will be announced today, sources say, with other sources confirming plans for a 45-day stretch of bitching to commence immediately thereafter.

"We usually announce the Awards just before Thanksgiving, then go on vacation so we don't have to listen to the phone calls from irate producers and performers," said an AVN staffer who wished to remain anonymous.

But AVN employees sometimes give out their home phone numbers during less vulnerable times of the year, so they are often subject to bitching during the holiday weekend.

"It's hard to defend your employer's decision to not nominate Gape Fisting Fucktards for an acting category while saying grace over a turkey," the staffer said.

So the 25th annual awards will be announced later today instead.

"I've already got several numbers on speed dial," said one producer. "I plan to start with, 'So this is what a full-page ad gets me?!' and devolve from there. I do this every year."

AVN will announce a multitude of nominees in a multitude of categories, but company president Paul Fishbein noted that "not everyone will be happy."

"You're damn right I'm not happy," said the producer, who expects his Sybian Anime Dwarf series to be nominated in "at least 20" categories, including lesbian, though there are no lesbian scenes in any of the titles.

"I pay money, I expect a lesbian nomination," he stated.

When informed that nominations would be announced later, many AVN employees wished that they would not be announced at all, the staffer said.

"People will complain irregardlessly," he said.

"I AM GOING TO DECRY THE HATERS," stated one male performer on the message board Somebody Fuck Somebody. "IN THEIR GROWING NUMBERS. I HAVE BEEN IN THIS INDUSTRY LONG ENOUGH TO AT LEAST GET A BEST LESBIAN SCENE FOR MY EFFORTS."

Publicist Bill Mullet, who was recently diagnosed with a degenerative condition requiring him to send out no fewer than 50 press releases a week, nevertheless has a plan in place in case his client's film is not nominated.

"If it doesn't get nominated, I will say it is breaking sales records," he said. "If it does get nominated, I will say it is breaking sales records. It is a win/win/win situation."

At least one director is sanguine about the possibility of not being nominated.

"My hart is too big for this buienesss," he said in a prepared statement. "I cannt expektorate to be nomminated by corpirate MSM porn LOL. Thay dont recnize Art or alternativ bodays. The peepul who push things forward are nvr apreshiated in tahyr time."

The 25th AVN Awards will be held January 12 in Las Vegas. I will be co-hosting with Tera Patrick.

Previously: Male Performer of the Year*; Extended XBiz Awards still a fraction of AVN's; Tasteful "Ambition"
See also: AVN Awards, Also-Rannies 2007

Labels: avn, awards, business, sic

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, November 26, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

The artist responsible for this and other art-but-true works will be signing his new book at Burbank's Hyaena Gallery (right across from True Romance's Safari Inn!) this Friday night.

Previously: Katja Kassin: Brennen hinunter das haus; Mary Carey hosts a happening
See also: Coloring Book Land

Labels: art, events

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, November 21, 2007 | 2 Comments Links to this post

CHATSWORTH, Calif. -- The corner back booth of this Lamplighter restaurant franchise has, since the Carter administration, served as the war room for San Fernando Valley's former porn screenwriters.

From a dwindling coffer of residuals eight men and one woman purchase coffee and sandwiches while poring over picket sign slogans.

"Back when I wrote The Erotic Moods of Monique for Erotic Moods Video I was assured that every iteration conceivable for pornographic delivery, from movie theatre to second-hand description on the street, would be covered," said Lou Dirigibilio, nursing an omelette with bits of his toupee in it. "I even put in a clause for wax cylinders."

But the porn business has moved on, with the now-famous Invisible Ink Utter Buyout language included in every contract, guaranteeing non-payment to writers for presentation in every past, present, and future medium, from dirty black and red line art delivered in displays on pizza boxes to aboriginal smoke signal porn (including Digital Playground's Maize God Gets Lucky with Sophia Santi).

"These studio moguls continue to make so much money off my words," said Gertrude Sploins, writer of over 400 "erotic mysteries" from the early 1970's. "Just yesterday my grandson showed me a clip of Murder in Her Dark Woman-Grotto on his iPhone. I didn't get paid for that.

"The most erogenous erogenous zone is the mind," she added.

So with the advent of video technology, porn screenwriters went on strike in 1977, promising to hold out until the smut business ground to a halt or paid dividends to writers from profits on the new technology.

"And we haven't worked since," said Harvey Quim, who won the 1975 Philadelphia Porno Critics' Award for his erotic adaptation of "The Joy of Sex", Things in the Erotic Paunchy Man's Beard.

Porn industry insider Loup Perch-Tounge points out that there are no scripts in adult films anymore "the way the general public understands scripts," saying that porn movies are created with a blend of cocaine, Keith Johnstone-style improv, and divine inspiration.

"Have you seen Alpha 15: Reform School Girls?" Perch-Tounge asked. "You can't say someone wrote that."

The striking porn writers have long since abandoned picketing studios because, as Dirigibilio says, "I'd rather eat a reuben than stand in front of a Van Nuys warehouse all day." But socialist fervor still grips the small group, whose median age is 65.

"The other day I popped my dentures out at Sasha Grey," said Quim. "But the nice lady popped them right back in."

In addition to meager residuals from theatre screenings in communities serviced by Peace Corps volunteers, the members of Porn Screenwriters Union Local 2 (Locals 1 and 3, based in New York and Cleveland, respectively, both folded in 1981) subsist on toasting hundreds of teddy bears stolen from Protecting Adult Welfare and pallets stacked with steveporn stickers.

Many adult industry workers have never heard of Local 2, and regularly avoid its members when they stand with donation cans outside Los Angeles area adult conventions.

"These people don't know their own history," said Clevon Pudendiferous, writer of the early Mitchell Brothers' film Through the Red Keyhole. "They're so involved with their own little moneymaking schemes that they pay no attention to anyone else."

In that way the members of Local 2 are true members of the adult community. When asked about the parallels of his strike to the one being carried out by Hollywood writers, Pudendiferous replied, "Who? I thought we were talking about me."

Previously: Don't shit where you eat; One is the gooiest number

Labels: business, hollywood, interviews, lamplighter, strike

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, November 21, 2007 | 2 Comments Links to this post

My first day as managing editor of AVN.com was five years ago this week. Naturally I felt a little odd that I would be writing about other 18-year-olds and their experiences in the porn business. Since I was the same age, would I have the proper perspective? Is this a business that preys on the young?

Now quatrogenarian pornographer Brandon Iron gives voice to that concern with She Is Half My Age, starring the piebald Las Vegan Faye Valentine. I asked Iron to describe the feeling that washed over him when he realized that, when he reached his own draft age in 1983, the stars of his movie were not yet born. I was expecting words like "horrified", "contrite", and "Don't stand so close to me '86".

"Jubilation," he said.

The movie has several variations on the theme of "You make me feel creepy and old, but there is something in you that seeks out this kind of attention, conceived as you were in the backward time that allowed Mr. Mister to become famous" and is often as charming as it is uncomfortably on the nose, as if the only more descriptive title would be "This Wouldn't Happen if She Weren't Being Paid for It, And Even Then a few People Backed Out".


Iron plans to release several editions of this future series, at least until he turns 48 and he needs to change the title.



Previously: Faye Valentine, mesmerist; What you need's a damn good whacking; Mason's Sluts; Baker's Dozen 5 , That famous book by Nabokov
See also: JM Productions

Labels: brandon iron, dvd, faye valentine

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, November 20, 2007 | 3 Comments Links to this post

1. Debbie Loves Dallas
2. Debbie Does Dallas
3. Being stuck without Internet in a hotel room in Tempe, Arizona
4. The state of Arizona
5. Parts of Nevada
6. Galactica 1980
7. Dreamscape
8. Strange Days
9. Its own press releases
10. The Curvy Woman in Snoop Dogg's "Father Hood" commercials (but only because she's not Eva Angelina)

In a touching instance of reverse psychology, Upload director Eli Cross sent me his director's cut, demanding I would not like this movie.

"Why?"

"You just won't."

So when I saw Upload, and dug it, I called him up to ask again why he said I'd hate it.

"Because we tried," he said, full of indignation. "You tend to not like things when people try. You think they're putting on airs."

"Uh huh. Whatevs. I thought it was brilliant." Putting on airs is not the same as trying. Putting on airs is putting on airs.

People are sensitive in this business.

Read the review here.

Previously: Postcard from Porn Week; "The $15k kind of porn"; Eva Angelina: How to dodge the draft

Labels: "eli cross", "sex z pictures", eva angelina, reviews

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, November 20, 2007 | 3 Comments Links to this post

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, November 16, 2007 | 2 Comments Links to this post

As a nation is reflected in its pornography, so does its pornography draw from the society that creates it. That is why the country's ultimate arbiter of porn standards, The San Fernando Valley Gaping Collaborative, has decided to place an asterisk next to the award listing of any male porn performer who has used erection enhancing drugs.

"It is time," said Collaborative Interim President Loup Perch-Tounge.

With Home Run record holder Barry Bonds facing an asterisked entry in his likely Baseball Hall of Fame induction, everyone from many of the last several years of AVN Male Performers of the Year to the XRCO's Unsung Woodsmen to the nominees in any of the 40 other adult award shows planned for next year face a qualifying mark after their name.

Veteran porn dude Kyle Stone lauded the measure. "First it was a skill," he said. "Now it's a pill."

The august SFVGC was itself embroiled in scandal this summer when it was learned that president Gram Ponante used Viagra while typing.

"I needed my hands to point and wildly gesticulate," he said at his resignation.

Male performers found to have been under the influence of drugs like Viagra, Levitra, Cialis, Caverject, Caverjet, Cavetol, or "coke dick" while submitting award-winning performances will have their Hall of Fame entries amended and be required to coordinate with their states' Departments of Motor Vehicles to add asterisks to their SWRDFTR license plates.

Several performers, such as Dick Rage, vowed to withdraw their names from the rolls of an awarding body if they had to submit to asterisks.

"It's like you're asking Sherlock Holmes to detect without heroin, Coleridge to write without cocaine, or Our Lord Jesus Christ to commit miracles without the Holy Spirit," he said. "I mean, have you seen Iphigenia Squirtz lately?"

See also: New copy of XBiz World contains mousepad; Industry shocker: AVN redesign doesn't look like ass; Caverject makes women grow; Gargantuan cock public toilet

Labels: business, legal, loup

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, November 16, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

The beauty of Maria Beatty's simple Sex Mannequin is that there is just enough left unexplained in the movie to make the subtle, naturally lit scenes between Dylan Ryan and London more meaningful.

The rule in porn (and it's a good one) is that it's a good idea to not leave anything up to the imagination. Sex Mannequin is a nice exception. The choice to leave something out is different from leaving something out by mistake and then saying it was a choice.

Like Pinocchio and Andrew McCarthy, Ryan's mannequin comes to life as London and immediately begins topping from the bottom. "Harder!" she yells, before the pair reverse roles. The role reversal is important because, well, the movie ends sadly.

Previously: Beating Up Amber Rayne at the American Hotel
See also: Bleu Productions

Labels: BDSM, directors, fetish, lesbian, maria beatty

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, November 14, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

Regardless of whether celebrity sex tapes are any good - and the ones I've seen are not - they sell huge.

I was dismayed to learn that the Kim Kardashian video is the most rented tape in many Los Angeles stores. I would like to think that, once consumers reach the five minute mark and realize that nothing is happening, they go back and get the Anabolic or Red Light District movies that are routinely number two. You know, that actually have sex in them.

"Long Island Lolita" Amy Fisher, now 31, has taken 15 years to succumb to the inevitable and 1 Night in Paris distributor Red Light District has snagged the filmic documentation thereof. An actual viewing of the movie will determine if, like Kardashian, Fisher's is an empty sex tape, too.

Fisher made the movie, now called Amy Fisher Caught on Tape, with her husband, Lou Bellera, and red herring hype indicates that Fisher didn't give Bellera permission, etc., and that she is suing Red Light, etc. This is standard procedure for sex tapes.

But Fisher looks good; her prison regimen paid off. And her accent can peel paint. Here's hoping she doesn't give blowjobs with her voice.

Previously: Screeched review; Kim Kardashian review
See also: Amy Fisher Caught on Tape

Labels: "red light district", amy fisher, celebrity, hype, kim kardashian

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, November 12, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

As many fresh talent disembark buses, their boyfriend's motorcycle, and AVN's zeppelin each day for filming in Porn Valley, some don't put their best foot forward.

"We booked one of the girls through (agency) and she showed up with a fungal infection," a porn production manager told me. "She looked like a Dalmatian. We sent her home. We don't shoot bestiality."

Naked is simply not enough in the millennial sophistication that I have ushered in with my thoughtful and erudite musings about the porn industry. Maybe if it was 3 in the morning that fungal infection might have seemed a delightful challenge.

Previously: Pornic Voices - Blind Item

Labels: blind item

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, November 12, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

North Carolina porn concern Adam & Eve joined with a local Habitat for Humanity to build a house for a formerly unlucky family, and they didn't construct it from copies of Tailgunners, either.

I asked A&E public relations director Katy Zvolerin if the Hillsborough family knew that part of their new home was constructed by off-duty porn personnel, and she said, "the family is very sweet and had no problem with us being pornographers and all."

"But does Jimmy Carter know?"

No comment.

Adam & Eve employees spent 16 weeks on the project in the Fairview section of Hillsborough and, while contract girls Carmen Luvana, Bree Olsen, and Ava Rose did not christen the doorstep like a sextuple-breasted George Bailey, there were several references to caulking.

Previously: Porn for the greatest generation; Carmen Luvana's Jueves Gigante; The Whipping Hour; Bree Olsen to Hustler: Please, not on my face
See also: Adam & Eve

Labels: "adam and eve", Ava Rose, bree olson, carmen luvana, philanthropy

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, November 12, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

In ZZ Top's 1980's renaissance (not that I was alive then, I've just seen archival footage), the band's videos depicted the trio arriving in dusty towns like the Magi and performing simple acts of transformation on the inhabitants.

"Why were there only one set of footprints, ZZ Top?"

"Because we were carrying you."

Portland's Moxxie Maddron performs this task in American Xcess' The Instigator, in which she travels from town to town, er, bringing sex to people. The movie co-stars Jessica Jaymes and a post-boobjob, pre-million dollar contract Hillary Scott.

See a gallery after the gap.









This pose says, "Oops! I forgot to take off my pants!"



This is an unfortunate picture for Maddron. She appears to have Chi Chi La Rue's face.

Lindsey Meadows. I don't see enough of that Lindsey Meadows.





Previously: A small gallery of trucks used as coitus surfaces in Hustler videos
See also: American Xcess

Labels: hillary scott, jessica jaymes, lindsey meadows, moxxie maddron, pop, portland

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, November 09, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Max Hardcore is releasing his back catalog through JM Productions, so the other day I watched a scene between Max and Inari Vachs that was shot in November, 1997.

I like Max Hardcore because he's up front about being evil.

He doesn't talk about making porn for "the kids" and doesn't adopt a paternal attitude; at most he takes on a diabolically avuncular one. He doesn't hand out bears one moment and justfy his irresponsible behavior the next. Even the boom shadow is refreshingly sordid.

Vachs encounters Hardcore somewhere in Golden Gate Park and he takes her back to his hotel. On the way he asks if she's familiar with "Herman Miller's 'Nexus', 'Plexus', and 'Sexus'." When one of his crew members says, "I think that's Henry Miller," Max brushes this off but for a moment displays a look that says "I know someone who isn't getting paid this week."

Vachs, true to her costume, feigns surprise at everything that happens to her. This is so much better than when Hardcore's partners are genuinely surprised.

"Have you ever been sodomized?" Hardcore asks.

"I don't know what that means, Mister," Vachs says (this was the style in 1997).

"It's when you get a big cock up your ass," he explains.

"I hope it doesn't hurt, Mister."

Previously: Hardcore hears a hammer
See also: Max Hardcore, JM Productions, Ten Years After: "Bad Scene"

Labels: inari vachs, JM, max hardcore, new porn daily

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, November 09, 2007 | 1 Comments Links to this post

You know, I used to work for Corporate America, but I'm a butterfly, man; and butterflies are free to fly.

I didn't like being told what to do by no spirit-sucking drone, man. I make my own rules. I'm a straight shooter. I love hard and I drink hard. I take Life by the nipples until it yelps a little.

So you can see why I would chafe at people telling me which way to jump.

Still, "Fuck My Brains Out" seems less like an order than a challenge, because it looks like Brooke Haven just killed that guy.



Previously: What makes boobs real?; The Pornographer
See also: Hustler

Labels: brooke haven, hustler, new porn daily, personal philosophy

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, November 08, 2007 | 0 Comments Links to this post