Studio: Celluloid Addiction
Director: Michael Ninn
Cast: Janas Cova and Jordan, Karlie Montana, Cekeste Star, Faye Reagan, Charlie Laine, Heather Carolin, Georgia Jones, Jennifer Dark, Alyssa Reece
Portions of this review also appeared on Fleshbot
Michael Ninn has returned, and even though his comeback movie Nymphetamine appears to have been shot on the set of a cosmetics commercial, his work hasn’t had a makeover.
In fact, fans of Ninn will rejoice, for there is no mistaking “Nymphetamine” for anyone else’s movie.
Angular, high-heeled, and haughty pornstresses make their way across floodlit sets littered with oversize spheres and reflecting pools and have their stylish ways with one another. With a little less digital penetration and a sepia filter the whole movie could be an Obsession ad, but for one new tool in Ninn’s post-production portfolio.
Ninn seems obsessed with bullet-time, the slow-mo, pan, and speedup technique made famous by “The Matrix” trilogy and refined by “The 300.” It was Ninn’s porn version of the latter movie for a soured partnership with the gentlemen’s club chain Spearmint Rhino, “The Four,” that seems to be the inspiration for this kinder, gentler, plotless, and manless vignette film.
While “The Four” languishes in legal limbo, “Nymphetamine” works within a sparser landscape and just has porn women doing what they do best under such conditions, and looking icy and inaccessible doing it. We assume they’re having a good time, but I doubt we will see any of Porn’s current crop of big, sloppy barmaids sploshing lustily in their belly rolls in “Nymphetamine 2.”
And this singularity of vision is what makes Ninn an artist. Of course the likes of Georgia Jones, Faye Reagan, Jana Cova (formerly of Digital Playground), and Jana Jordan (formerly of … NinnWorx) would only be found picking their way among severe and whitewashed three-dimensional shapes – they are the embodiments of better girl/girl sex through geometry, and “Nymphetamine” is the perfect movie to have playing in the waiting room of your edgy architect’s office – it’s like “The Fountainhead” with trim, flush labia.
We’re happy to have you back, Michael Ninn. But just once I’d like to see someone like Sara Vandella get nailed on a pallet of Carl’s Jr. Six Dollar Burgers in one of your movies.
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