Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Porn Star Haiku: Chennin Blanc

The end of our affair
Would be breakfast. The start—
White wine, words, a gaze.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Downton Labia Needs To Be Made: An Open Letter To Someone Special

Dear Producers of Quality Porn Parodies and/or Period Piece Porn (Including, but not limited to, Nica Noelle),

I am writing to draw your attention to a show that is ripe for the porn parody treatment.

Imagine a period piece set in Edwardian England, nestled between that foreboding time between the sinking of the Titantic and the First World War.

Imagine a palatial estate, lush grounds, class conflict, and sexual tension.

Imagine gentility. And the costumes. And the sexual tension. There’s a lot of it.

Imagine this is a real show. Because it is.

Imagine this show has an average viewership of 10 million folks after only one season. Because it does.

Imagine there’s already an audience for Victorian/Edwardian Porn. Because there is.

Yes, I’m talking about Downton Abbey. And yes, you have to porn parody it. Because I, and at least one other person would pay to see it.

I've spent the time writing this, imagining that sexual tension being penetrated every 20-30 minutes.

We’ve already done most of the the hard work, figuring out who will play whom. Kimberly Kane could be Anna Smith. We could bring Sasha Grey out of retirement to play Lady Mary. James Deen, who's like the Seth Rogan of porn, could be William Mason the footman. Mark Davis will play John Bates the valet. And Evan Stone is perfect as the paterfamilias, Robert Crawley.

Oh. and imagine the title: Downton Labia.

This must be done, and you must do it.

Optimistically and Warmly,

Oruba Stone

Questions About Calco Boycs

Who is Calco Boycs? I'm sure anyone with the time for exploration and the patience for decryption can find out. He's on Twitter after all. A tightly written—though with a hint of English-As-A-Second-Language—portrait on Blogspot provides:
Calco Boycs is a swiss born descend from an illustrious french huguenot family with celtic roots. He was educated at Paris-Sorbonne and the Zurich University of the Arts and worked long years as commercial photographer and graphic designer.Bored from fame and success he decided to make a clean sweep. Two years ago he quit his job and left his hometown from one day to another to start anew. Since then he lives under a pseudonym in a remote mountain valley in Provence, France near the Mount Ventoux. Not even his best friends know the exact address.
Yeah. Still an enigma.

A better question is What is Calco Boycs? Simply, he makes stunning porn art. Like these:

Which leads you to ask, Why? Who knows? But I, for one, am grateful.

A question for myself: How did you get into Calco Boycs?

I don't know. His site magically appeared on my bookmarks a few days ago. I don't know how it got there. Should I be alarmed?

Last question: Does Calco Boycs think porn is art?

Clearly, yes.

Peruse Calco Boycs' porn art for yourself here.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Where Oruba Watches Feminist Porn and the Like: Day #3: My Daughter's Boyfriend

Now that I've given couples/feminist/plot-driven/women-directed porn an exclusive go, it looks like James Deen is in every movie I watch. I'm not complaining; dude is good at what he does. This is a curious development though. Maybe this is why women love him so much.

 This next film comes from director Nica Noelle.  My Daughter's Boyfriend is the tale of the seduction of an older woman.

Melissa Monet, whose intriguing bio I just read and you should too, plays that older woman. She just moved to a new place with her family. Though she has a loving and lustful husband, she is unsure of herself, unsure of her sexuality, unsure of her place.

James Deen plays the titular daughter's boyfriend. He dates and fucks Trinity Post, who made me forget she's not an 18 year old nursing student but a porn star about my age, while Mom listens and masturbates in the next room. Mom Melissa Monet lusts after James Deen. But she doesn't think James finds her attractive.

She's wrong.

Things I like:

  1. Kissing. Lots of kissing. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm a sucker for kissing in porn. You don't get nearly enough of it in hardcore porn.
  2. James Deen. I'll be honest; there aren't many male porn stars I would follow. But James Deen is easily in the Top Three. I'm not a fan of the rape-y stuff, still I am approaching the fandom of an 18 year old girl.
  3. The plot, though substantial, doesn't weigh down the sex scenes. In fact, knowing the characters' motivations adds a dimiension to the sex. I almost feel that's what had been missing from nearly ten years of exclusively watching gonzo.
  4. Cumshots don't end scenes. Sex In Real Life keeps going after male orgasm, or at least it does with me. Why should porn be any different? Seeing couples continue after dude spews is refreshing to watch and validates my bedroom experiences.
Things I don't like:
  1. The fucking soft focus and neutral color palate. I truly believe that this genre would be immensely more popular if it didn't resemble a Lifetime movie. Please don't tell me this is what women actually like.

Overall, a pleasurable experience. I wouldn't hesitate to watch it again.You can watch My Daughter's Boyfriend here.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Where Oruba Watches Feminist Porn and the Like: Day #1: Open Invitation

The New Year has come. I only have one resolution. I want to switch up my porn viewing habits. Just for a month. Just to shake things up. It's bugging me that so much of what I stroke to is In-Your-Face degrading for the women involved. I resolve to evolve upwards and watch sex flicks that are different from so much of what is considered hardcore.

January 1st, I began watching sex positive porn, couples sex, classic flicks, feminist porn, etc.

This is a brand new world. Where to start?

The Good For Her Feminist Porn Awards have been celebrating feminist-friendly porn since 2006. I plucked out this daring mission statement from their website:
We believe the world is inundated with cheesy, cliche, degrading, and patronizing porn. But we also believe that erotic fantasy is powerful, and that women and marginalized communities deserve to put their dreams and desires on film, too. As feminists and sex-positive people, we want to showcase and honour those who are creating erotic media with a feminist sensibility.
In order to be considered a sex flick must pass the following criteria:
 1) A woman had a hand in the production, writing, direction, etc. of the work.
2) It depicts genuine female pleasure
3) It expands the boundaries of sexual representation on film and challenges stereotypes that are often found in mainstream porn.
Seems as good a place to start as any.

Beeline to Sexiest Straight Movie category. I'm not ready, I probably never will be ready for Most Tantalizing Trans Film.

This year's winner is An Open Invitation: A Real Swinger's Party in San Francisco. Works out; I've been meaning to see this for a while. Someone brought it up during my tour of the Armory this summer. Open Invitation is a plotty couples flick that ends in a sweltering orgy in the top floor of the SF's Armory1.

Now,  I've been easing into plot-centric flicks since I got stoned and watched Sister Wives. Open Invitation does not disappoint. India Summer and James Deen are the Blooms, a pair of young professionals. To the world, they're the picture of a happy young couple, but the spark has gone from the bedroom. They meet the Angels who introduce them to a whole new brave world of swinging.

I kushed up and watched the whole flick. I think that's gonna be a thing for me.

I have to say, I was surprised to see this on the list of films lauded by feminists. Many of these porn stars are in the same films I'm distancing myself from this month. I've seen James Deen get downright rape-y  in some flicks, many of them from Kink.com. But whatevs; I watch.

Content-wise, Open Invitation, has many of the same porn tropes I thought I was gonna be leaving behind for the month of January. There are still facials. Quite a few actually.

But . . .

There's a lot of intimacy. Not just sex, but actual, (or metaphorical) closeness. The Blooms and the Angels seem like actual couples, not individuals who just met each other a few hours before.

There's no name calling. No one's called a bitch, or whore, or slut.

There's no intentional gagging. Slobber is kept at a minimum.

There's two black guys in this movie, 2/5 of the principal males, but Open Invitation is not marketed as a IR flick. None of the women demand to be fucked with "nigger cocks". Is it possible that Open Invitation does not see color?

And it was pleasure to stroke. A great flick to watch. I found myself drawn in. The artistry is simply gorgeous. You just had to stop sometimes and just take it in. Directer Ilana Rothman paints such vivid scenes, I found myself, partway wanting to watch her other films.

Good first flick. If they're all like this, I just might extend this for another month.

Remember, I'm taking a movie or website suggestions. Please leave them in the comments.

1. I watch the film. I was there. I walked that floor. Touched that table. A masked stranger will get fucked here. I will watch it. I smell sex heavy in the air. I want nothing more, nothing more, than to be there then instead of here during this R rated daylight hour tour.)