American Porn Fans?

[stripeysydney]

It depends, if your referring to American porn that was made in the years from 1975-85 then I'm a big fan, especially from the likes of Alex de Renzy, who was "allegedly" the character that the actor Burt Reynolds played the film 'Boogie Nights'.
Some of the directors at that time had been trained in production and direction and film-making to which they supplemented their wages by moonlighting i.e. making dirty movies. But because of their professional background they sometimes came(sic) up with genuinely erotic films.
Also a lot of these films were made in San Fransisco and not L.A. and when they were making these films, they obviously wanted to make a profit but it wasn't with the nastiness and the misogyny that infects 99%of American porn nowadays.
This topic has been discussed in other forms over the last few years and the consensus seems to be that it's got really boring and quite nasty, you only have to look at the likes of Max Hardcore to see the filth that he's spewing out, and as I have stated before, if you get off on that sort of stuff; see a Psychiatrist.
The porn from an earlier age 75-85 looks like everybody was having a good time.

[Emily Cartwright]

As a woman, (and I bet you guys hear this all the time from women) porn does nothing for me unless it has at least some kind of attempt at setting a decent premise.

So I'm not catered to much these days. The large majority of porn I see these days is categorised by the sexual activity in the film, not by the theme of the film.

So whereas you used to have "Horror Porn", "Romantic Porn", "Adventure Porn", "Cavegirl Porn", that kind of stuff, now you have "Sloppy Facials", "Bukkake", "Ass-to-mouth", "Creampie" and so on.

BORING.

I'm not saying that we should go back to making movies where all the guys are wearing dumb costumes and the girls are stuttering their way through lame dialogue to set a scene, but we're capable of a bit more than an endless procession of girls wearing those plastic porn sandals, walking into a cheap hotel room, giving an idiotic look into the camera and without a word spreading her arse cheeks real wide so the giant ugly idiot can start putting his finger up her.

Look at the script that Mark sent me for the scene that Thorn and I are shooting next month. I mean, first of all how rare is it that I even get sent a script, let alone one that involves something as cool as one of the girls getting tattooed while I fuck her with a strapon.

Not enough people are using their imagination these days, and partly because of the internet, porn has just become this stale, rapidly increasing stockpile of repetitive, sterile footage of random stoned-looking girls getting it in the mouth, the cunt, the arse, the mouth again. Fucking snore.



Oh, and as an aside, I know that the popularity of California-style beachball titjobs has waned in recent years, and I do welcome that, believe me. However I'm not so keen on it being overtaken by the popularity of these six-foot, flat-chested, dead-eyed anorexics from Eastern Europe you see cropping up all over the place these days. Porn used to the the antidote to the fascism of high fashion, which insisted that all girls had to look like walking hatstands, it shouldn't become saturated by underfed orange bambi-girls with their ribs showing.