My needs are simple, yet look how exorbitantly Vixen Vogel accommodates them in “Brazen And Unshaven.”
Not only that, but after writing about porn for several years, my expectations are also low. Hence the deep satisfaction I felt about “Slut Wife Training 4,” despite the fact that I am fairly certain these wives were filthy sluts long before cameras started rolling.
But when I encounter a movie like “The Lingerie Salesman’s Worst Nightmare,” for which a script was written, sound effects recorded, costumes chosen, and performers vetted, and which plays as if directed by a Roomba and acted by inner-city teens in a program that will never be made into a movie with Admiral Adama or featured on NPR, then I wonder if my disappointment isn’t disproportional to what the movie actually is – an earnest attempt to entertain femdom fans, one of the most humorless groups of people alive today.
I wish I liked all the movies I am sent, but I have to have some standards.
You’re saying: “But Grams, that picture looks pretty hot.” You’re right; for humanitarian purposes, I have chosen a still from the movie that has very little to do with anything else happening therein. You’re welcome.
Previously on Porn Valley Observed: In the red with Vixen Vogel; American Swing – the heyday of Plato’s Retreat
See also: Gram Ponante’s Thoughtful Reviews
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