I visited the set of David Aaron Clark’s No Man’s Land: Asian Edition 6 this weekend. The film stars Lana Croft, Ange Venus, Jandi, and Kitty. I brought a videographer friend of mine, Molly McAleer, for whom this was her first time attending a porn shoot.
She threw up on the way. Twice.
“I drank a lot last night,” she explained, but I remember feeling a little jittery the first time I watched Asians having sex (it happened in Science class).
The first porn set I ever attended was also an Asian picture (Whoriental Sex Academy 4, starring Mika Tan), so it was as if a circle closed in my august porn career by bringing my vomitous friend.
Afterward, she said, “Everybody was so nice; I guess I just didn’t expect people to be walking around naked.”
The house in Encino looked like The Love Boat without the calming presence of Gavin MacLeod. It was a massive and ornate building, this rental, and, though I am no Howard Roark, my sense of design was offended. But it was perfect for the Porn of Manners film Clark was shooting inside, which required interpretive dance and multiple tableaux.
The setup was this: Lana Croft sits in the middle of the floor reading a Michael Manning manga that comes to life in front of her. Ange Venus is attended by Jandi and Kitty, the latter two wearing no shoes as they minister to Venus, who towers above them on her heels.
After Venus appears behind a column and totters seductively toward Croft, all the while doing a sultry dance, Jandi and Kitty appear to relieve her of her garments.
“You are removing the cloak from the queen, as it were,” Clark tells them. Clark has directed numerous Asian titles and was recently named an honorary Asian by the Lakota Sioux. Like me, he is a so-called white man.
Clark makes fetish movies for fetishists; he is not punching the clock and delivering an Asian movie that might be a badonkadonk movie but for the presence of Asian talent rather than bubble-butt wielding sistahs. He has Venus redo her steps several times to perfect the effect.
The BDSM firecracker Aiden Starr is today the costume department. As Kitty walks by in a jangle of necklaces and beads, asking if she can adjust them, Starr replies that they’ll just fall off when she starts fucking, anyway. It’s good to have someone on set who knows her way around porn jewelry.
Sadly, Starr is not performing herself. It is not the first time I wished she were Asian.
Croft puts down her book and watches Kitty and Jandi go to work on Venus.
There are about 12 caucasians on the set watching this ritualized exchange between these four Pan-Asian women doing a dance of Clark’s whimsy.
I asked Croft if she was more often stereotyped as a geisha or a schoolgirl.
“Definitely schoolgirl,” she said, “though I’m more outgoing.”
Later, Croft lies on the star in the middle of the floor. It looks freezing. Still, it makes me sad that the dentist who lives here will someday sully Croft’s buttock prints with her slippers.
Would Captain Stubing be so heedless? No, he would not.
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Previously: The World is your Royster; Legend of the Oriental Love Motel!; Team Hardcore on the move!
See also: David Aaron Clark, Metro
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