The Sex Files: A Dark XXX Parody

Studio: New Sensations
Director: Sam Hain
Cast: Kimberly Kane, Anthony Rosano, Ashlynn Brooke, Audrey Bitoni, Rod Fontana, Tyler Knight, Aurora Snow, Gracie Glam, Jackie Daniels, Tory Lane, Taylor Vixen, Angelica Raven, Evan Stone, Ralph Long

Portions of this review also appeared on Fleshbot

Porn doesn’t just fly off the shelves anymore (unless it’s HAUNTED), so parody producers have to make movies that can stand on their own – so that you can, too. We wanted to believe Kimberly Kane and Anthony Rosano in “The Sex Files,” and we did.

Writer/director Sam Hain had a grand vision for this “dark” parody (which was, thankfully, not as dark as most Wicked movies).

“I wanted it to fit into a plot hole in ‘The X Files’ that lots of fans were talking about,” he said. “We see Scully (played in the original show by dour, buttoned-down saucypants Gillian Anderson) leaving a room as she’s adjusting her clothes, and inside we see Mulder (‘The Rapture”s David Duchovny) on the bed.”

Well, a season later, Scully was pregnant and the show that coincided with the birth of chatroom culture had a cliffhanger every bit as potent as “Who Shot J.R.?”

So Hain wrote this movie as a bit of geekery, plugging the plot hole as neatly as reams of fan fiction had Mulder and Scully plugging each other in space, in Navajo boxcars, ghost ships, and under the watchful eye of the Chupacabra.

“But I tried to make it organic to the original show,” Hain said.

All right, Mr. Hain. We are convinced of your earnestness. But is there room in today’s crowded marketplace for earnest porn?

“The Sex Files” (New Sensations received a cease and desist letter from Fox, breaking the porn studio’s graceful string of parody titles unburdened by either “Not the” or “This Ain’t”) cold-opens with sultry pixie Ashlynn Brooke astride a grateful but nervous older man (Guy DaSilva, who is also getting some work as porn’s “Barrack Obama”). She reassures him that he was just fine, but now she wants to try something kinky. The camera tactfully pans away as she rips him to shreds with her mouth.

Next we meet Mulder and Scully (Kimberly Kane and Anthony Rosano), two FBI agents inhabiting a dimly lit D.C. basement. They are sent to Los Angeles to investigate some grisly serial killings, but Mulder balks. It has little to do with his job description, working on cases that deal in the kooky and paranormal.

If you’ve seen “The X Files,” you are already satisfied that Kane and Rosano are expertly cast, clothed, and coiffed, and Rod Fontana as their boss, Skinner, is also an apt substitute for Mitch Pileggi. In fact, Fontana/Skinner gets to do what Pileggi/Skinner didn’t: fuck his secretary, Aurora Snow.

“It’s getting hot in here,” she says, removing some layers.

“Federal buildings’ air conditioning,” Fontana syas.

The triumph of this pornification of “The X Files” is that Hain gets the silence right as well as many of the details. Much of how long-term partners Scully and Mulder communicate is non-verbal. But the occasional flareups of wordy exposition, also characteristic of the original show, is handled just about deftly by the actors, who obviously had much more of a dialogue workout on this film than any other in their careers.

But the time this movie takes to reveal what other porn flicks feel behooved to get out of the way ASAP makes Kane’s first nude scene (the lonely Mulder catches her coming out of the shower) electric.

“Sorry,” stammers Mulder, averting his eyes. “Good night, Scully.”

It turns out that Ashlynn Brooke is Lilith, an apocryphal Hebrew succubus summoned back to life (and Pasadena) by creepy sex magick practitioner Andrew Barsons (Ralph Long). As Mulder and Scully track Barsons’ movements, Lilith devours leather-clad swingers Evan Stone and Audrey Bitoni.

She even eats Stone’s balls.

You should boycott “The Sex Files” on principle if it did not feature a sex scene between Mulder and Scully, so luckily for everyone it does. And their climactic tryst doesn’t arrive by some device like a dream sequence. We actually sense their longing for each other throughout the movie. It’s, well, earnest.

Another selling point of this movie is how good it looks. Shot on the red digital camera, “The Sex Files” looks rich. And the color palette provided by a series of lush brunettes and the languid Kane give the movie a real beauty. Furthermore, Stone and Rosano provide plenty of eye candy for female and gay audiences, and the gore is all off-camera.

Kane and Rosano carry this movie, which was very carefully directed by Hain to allow for beats and stillness. Director of Photography Eddie Powell throws in a special effect that has never before been seen in porn, and we are left in the end with a real feeling of hope that bad shit will never again befall Mulder and Scully.

I wish for everyone involved that this movie could have been sold on those alt.xfiles BBS pages of yore and made ten times its budget back, but this movie is going up against some heavy hitters as we move into AVN nomination season.

Still, if you Trust No One other than me, you really should see “The Sex Files.” You’ll believe – in your pants!!!!

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Previously on Porn Valley Observed: Kimberly Kane – better homes and vaginas; Today in geekery; My “Sex Files” on the set gallery