Mr. Skin Blog
For this writer, watching porn on a scratchy old reel of 8mm film, projected onto a white screen in a darkened room, will always be superior to popping a cold, all-in-one product into a VCR or DVD-player and pressing the start button (Picture: 1 - 2 - 3).... read more
Woman is the N-word of the world. Nakedly daring performance artist Yoko Ono was not the first social critic to point out the subjugation - both institutionalized and randomly individual - of the female gender, but Yoko did encourage a gallery audience to snip off her clothing while she made her points, which opened a lot of eyes to an appallingly prevalent attitude among males that the fairer, frailer sex are little more than slaves to masculine convenience and passion. For far too long, since the beginnings of recorded history at the very least, wives, mothers and daughters had been treated as chattel, personal property on a par with the family milk cow or plow horse.... read more
Whenever two or more jaded connoisseurs of visual stimulation gather together in discussion of hard-R and XXX-rated Skinema, the term softcore is generally tossed off as an expression of derision. It's time for all hardened jerkoffs to expand their conception of filmed erotic splendor and look back in wonder at the wrist-wearying works of Radley Metzger, an undisputed wizard of simulated ahhs. If splendid sets, engaging plots, emotionally gripping characterization, fluid camera movement and precise, predatory focus that draws a viewer into a world of sensual privilege and thrusts him to the fore of the action, and ethereally beautiful women stripped to the bare writhing essence of longing, repulsion, surrender and dominance are the raw ingredients of art, then Radley Metzger is an artist.... read more
Since the silent era, multitudes of movies about prostitutes have scorched the silver screen. It's no mystery as to why. Women with "loose morals" are simply more exciting than the average gal: they dress sluttier, they get naked more often and they know what they're doing in bed. And such titillation puts asses in seats and palms to meats.... read more
Before the advent of home video and cable TV, few porn personalities had made an impression upon the public at large. Linda Lovelace, as the star of Deep Throat, had risen to the stature of Tonight Show punch line, and Marilyn Chambers, due to well-publicized fallout from her pre-XXX association as a model for Ivory Soap, achieved a noteworthy notoriety. The fame of both these women was thoroughly eclipsed by the unlikely renown of John C. "Johnny Wadd" Holmes (Picture: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4).
At the start of the 1970s, Holmes had been a hick kid from Ohio with a dick longer than a schoolhouse ruler. By the early 1980s, when he became enmeshed in a brutal, cocaine-fueled multiple murder in the Hollywood Hills, "Johnny Wadd" was the most celebrated adult performer in America.
If anyone tries to argue with you that director Russ Meyer is anything less than the king of over-sized breasts and eroticized mayhem, that person is irrational and trying to pick a fight with you and should be avoided. Flee, and take refuge in the mammoth,all-engulfing, bouncing cleavage and violent, no-nonsense revenge fantasies contained in the master's masterpieces, six of which are currently available on DVD. From the dawn of the sixties through the decline of the seventies, Meyer produced a string of high-impact,hyper-hot kinetic visual treats that will give fans of tits and violence cause to rejoice from here to eternity.... read more