Talking Internal Patriarchy Shots with Angela White
Digital Playground puts out all these think-pieces, and sometimes I get confused about whether the work is metaphorical or if it really is just about fucking. You decide.
I would like just once to see a scene in which the women say GET THE FUCK OUT or RAPE! or YOU’RE NOT MY FATHER.
When James Deen’s gambling addiction threatens both his home and the life of his wife, Kayden Kross … nothing bad happens. The moral of “Losing Kayden” seems to be that divorcing an addict is a great idea if you’re hot already.
I’m always sad when the new “Performers of the Year” rolls out. Even though Lexi Belle and Asa Akira carried over from “Performers of the Year 2012,” it makes me wonder if Kagney Linn Karter, Kristina Rose, Jayden Jaymes, and Gracie Glam are on a junk heap somewhere being crushed into cubes.
I’m convinced that the future of porn most reliably rests in first-person adventures like Dani Daniels’ “Dare,” in which the movie is all about the personality of its star.
There may be those who disagree with my calling Alexis Texas zaftig, as if I’m trying to call her fat, but I’m not. Zaftig means juicy, goddammit, and Texas is juicy.
If the MILF craze in porn proves that men are always trying to return to the womb, movies like “Fighters” suggests that all women want to jump in the sac.
Jesse Jane, Riley Steele, Kayden Kross, and Stoya all look so good in those flight suits that they would turn Kelly McGillis into a lesbian.
Fleshbot will be delivering cards to dozens of male performers who would otherwise only be receiving listless blowjobs from blackjack dealers at the Flamingo.
One of the many testaments to the thoughtful direction and restraint of “Rawhide II” is that it wasn’t named “Boner-anza.”
Studio: Digital PlaygroundDirector: Robby DCast: Stoya, Riley Steele, Emy Reyes, Ariel Summers, Angelina Valentine, Mick Blue, James Deen, Scott Nails, Erik Everhard Hundreds of years ago, Digital Playground created the character of Jack, a faceless scoundrel who lured, tricked, cajoled, or didn’t really have to try too hard at all to get women to have…
Regardless, as a sex film, as a lifestyle documentary, and as a flesh-packed, English-language telenovela, O2: The Surrender of O is, like its predecessor, another porn movie that transcends its genre. Remember: Come for the Nina, stay for the Bree.