Undoctored, this is a pretty clinical picture of our pal Autumn Bliss in Legend‘s Steve Holmes’ P.O.V. Sluts. With our 2257-enhanced Photoshop magic, Bliss’ parts become a Schroedinger’s box of possibilities (welcome ADT posters); anything might be inside.
Legend’s two new POV lines (the other is Herb Collins P.O.V. Casting Couch) are advertised with the (true) claim that no one wants to see the guy in these movies (or any movie, for that matter – imagine how much better The Hot Spot would have been, for example, if Jennifer Connelly and Virginia Madsen only needed to play off each other). Why, then, are the guys’ names even in the title?
It’s not like there is a need to be Alfred Hitchcock to direct a P.O.V. movie; there are only so many angles available when the cameraman is also the talent. “Nice zoom to the labe, Steve.”
The only film that can possibly benefit from the director’s name in the title is Gram Ponante’s NutFeast, because everyone in that Salvadoran bus station signed her name with an X.
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