Gram Ponante Towers, Aqueduct, Tofucatessen, Gymboree, And Anti-Shark Cage has moved across the hall, and as I was sorting through some debris found one of the worst movies I watched this month, “The Senator’s Daughter.”
“If I throw this out,” I reasoned, “I am guilty of throwing the memories of John Holmes and Leslie Bovee on the trash heap. Why don’t I send it to a reader?”
“But then you will be dumping trash on your devoted readership,” Super Ego Gram pointed out.
- If only the Senator’s Daughter were from Las Vegas Escorts, [paid link] perhaps she would have tried harder!
So here’s the deal: I will send you both “The Senator’s Daughter” and (what I consider) a good movie if you name the best porn director currently working – the person in whose hands a bad movie by anyone else becomes a good movie.
Send in your suggestions via the comments section and I will make a decision on Monday.
Previously on Porn Valley Observed: The Senator’s Daughter; “You’re not one of us”
This isn’t going to go over very well, since, well, your blog is called “Porn VALLEY Observed,” and I’m really stretching the definition of (or at least underplaying the role of) director, but I really go out of my way to see the POV scenes that Preston Parker does for Bang Brothers’ site, especially Facial Fest. He’s got a steady hand (which sounds like it should be obvious, but isn’t despite how key it is in POV scenes), a great sense of humor that generally strays from the misogyny of the rest of the BangBros stuff, is respectful of the women without being overly slobbering, and is alert to the heat of the moment. Of course, it might just be that I’m really interested in the parade of semi-amateurs that come through his office door.
My runner-up would be Courtney Trouble, who I discovered here and wasn’t initially into but whose scenes I’ve since found both arresting and scorching (plus I’ve gotta root for the SF home team); Show would go to relatively underappreciated Rodney Moore. He has a lot of Parker’s qualities, he’s awfully committed to story for a gonzo-type director, tongue-in-cheek, and his movies always look good, considering how prolific he is. Hell, maybe I’d place Rodney.
So, yeah, two non-Valley directors and one who spends a ton of time in Seattle. Again, lo siento, Gram.
It has to be Rocco Siffredi. Everything the man touches turns to (anal) gold. Not only is he prolific in the material that he produces, but he has something to cater to everybody, provided of course that everybody enjoys hot Eastern European women being drilled in every position imaginable. Rocco has fucked in every corner of the globe, and only seldom are the returns mediocre. Don’t believe me? Just ask Bobbi Starr.
Well, fellows, after careful deliberation I am obliged to offer you BOTH a prize. Please send snail mail addresses to me via the Contact page, and make sure to include language that states you are over 18 and that it is legal to receive pornography in your county.
Congratulations!
I haven’t felt this proud since I collected my last participatory medal at one of our local 10K fun runs. WOO HOO!!!
(Address, of course, forthcoming)
I wanted to give a belated thanks for this, Gram. I watched Senator’s Daughter and was somewhat confused, so I watched it again but just became more confused. I later decided to keep the ancient tradition of porn in the woods alive by throwing it in a eucalyptus grove in Golden Gate Park. Be well knowing that The Senator’s Daughter will at least keep the new generation and/or less fortunate who stumble upon it masturbating.
(I, uh, kept the Abby Winters disc, though.)
What a great idea! I wholly approve of your disposition of “Senator’s Daughter.” Maybe it will do someone some good.