Syd Blakovich

Jack-off Journal #11

Jack-off Journal #11

[This post contains mentions of James Deen. I no longer support him or his work.] August 5th, 2010 Today I watched Justine Joli: Lost with Saraid, which I had been eagerly anticipating. Very quickly realized it was a mistake to have anticipated it. Despite some awesome pairings, the camera angles consistently lacked close-up genital shots (which Saraid and I live for), plus the scenery was terrible and the between-scenes stuff was amazingly bad. I would not have survived without our conversation. Epiphora: this is so dramatic. is this a sitcom? hello houses Saraid: I feel like bob saget should pop up Epiphora: bob saget loves sasha grey Scene one: Justine Joli and Claire Adams. Now, I believe that rose petals can be used . . . read more

Review: Nostalgia

Review: Nostalgia

It’s day two of Courtney Trouble week! Yesterday: Roulette. Tomorrow: Speakeasy. Besides having one of the most kickass porno titles of all time, Nostalgia is porn with purpose: to re-create “Golden Age” porn movies (Behind the Green Door, Deep Throat, The Devil in Miss Jones) and queer them. Nostalgia is more movie-like than Roulette, and thankfully does not have music videos wedged between the scenes. Footage of Trouble and Pepper Sox ties the film together; they are watching (on a laptop, duh) the porn that we see. In the end, they collide with the porn and become it. There is a dream-like atmosphere to Nostalgia, and this makes the film both very interesting and very frustrating. Oftentimes, the action has . . . read more

Review: Roulette

Review: Roulette

It’s day one of Courtney Trouble week! Tomorrow: Nostalgia and a chat with Courtney Trouble pt. 1. Roulette is Courtney Trouble’s first film, so sure — it’s clumsy. It’s awkward. The production values are lacking. It’s shot mostly in full screen with muted, untouched colors. The sound changes between cuts. There is far too much added music. But there is something about Roulette that is endearing. I must be starved for queer porn, but this stuff is cute. And promising. There are some serious improvements that could be made, but good things are in the future. Roulette is comprised of vignettes. Wedged between the scenes are… wait for it… music videos. Yeah, I’d say that’s one thing I definitely don’t want . . . read more

Review: Belladonna's Strapped Dykes

Review: Belladonna’s Strapped Dykes

There will be squirting, tons of it — onto faces, asses, assholes, sheets. There will be spitting, punching, smothering, choking. There will be feet in mouths and feet in vaginas. There will be a toe in a butt. There will be amazing sex toys. And then there will be me — trying to keep myself from having an orgasm every five minutes. That’s pretty much all you need to know about Belladonna’s Strapped Dykes, but okay, fine, I guess I’ll try to review it. The tagline of Strapped Dykes is “real porn girls with real dykes,” but of course that’s just a gimmick. All the performers in Strapped Dykes are people who do porn on a regular basis. They may . . . read more

Review: Champion

Review: Champion

Go ahead, tar and feather me… I didn’t love Champion. It pains me not to fall head-over-heels in love with this movie, because I’m really happy that queer porn like Champion even exists. This film is very visceral, very real, and very different from the majority of porn. However, I can’t edit my personal taste, and my personal taste calls for something better-lit, something more… I don’t want to say “mainstream,” because then I sound like a tool. But maybe “mainstream” is what I mean… Some aspects of Champion are awesome and spot-on. The score, for one — sporadic, lone tribal drum beats that add drama without muddying up the audio. The narrative. The fighting. Jiz Lee’s hairy legs and . . . read more

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