Kimberly Kane

Kimberly Kane is an amazing pornstar whom I highly respect. She’s beautiful, and her performances are always real and top-notch. She is also a porn director, and has thus far rocked at it.

Jack-off Journal #16

Jack-off Journal #16

[This post contains mentions of James Deen. I no longer support him or his work.]

January 24th, 2013

I was really excited to watch the latest video from Wolf Hudson’s website, as it starred Kimberly Kane, but turns out it was just a 9-minute smothering video and only about 3 minutes contained actual naked pussy over mouth. My next choice of smut, then, was the Hangover parody — James Deen’s scene with Dana Dearmond. At one point I minimized it, and suddenly it sounded like a tiger tearing flesh. APPARENTLY THIS WAS HAPPENING:

Something similar took place earlier in the month when I was watching Kristina Rose: Unfiltered. . . . read the rest

The Netflix of porn

The Netflix of porn

I’m finally at a point where I can shell out the cash for a monthly porn DVD subscription. THIS IS VERY EXCITING! I’ve been wanting to do this for ages.

It was a bit of an experience figuring out just which service to use. I eliminated WantedList pretty quickly when I found they did not carry any Good Releasing, no Triangle Films, and a scant handful of Burning Angel titles. Plus, it’s expensive — $18/month for two DVDs at a time. XRentDVD was similarly spendy. I narrowed it down to either BushDVD or SugarInstant.

SugarInstant and BushDVD are about even when it comes to movies featuring epic performers such as Belladonna and Kimberly Kane. . . . read the rest

Porn, degradation, and Khan Tusion

Trigger warning for violence against women.

When people talk about degradation in porn, they usually don’t know what they’re talking about. The majority of porn is shot by decent people, starring intelligent people, and is entirely consensual. Even when it gets rough, the scene is planned beforehand, with “do”s and “don’t”s clearly laid out between performers.

I know there are cases in which non-consensual degradation actually exists, but I had never really confronted them until last week. I was reading Danny Wylde’s blog, which currently features some badass interviews with pornographers and porn stars. The main topic is ethics, and there are questions about degradation. . . . read the rest

Jack-off Journal #11

Jack-off Journal #11

[This post contains mentions of James Deen. I no longer support him or his work.]

August 5th, 2010

Today I watched Justine Joli: Lost with Saraid, which I had been eagerly anticipating. Very quickly realized it was a mistake to have anticipated it. Despite some awesome pairings, the camera angles consistently lacked close-up genital shots (which Saraid and I live for), plus the scenery was terrible and the between-scenes stuff was amazingly bad. I would not have survived without our conversation.

Epiphora: this is so dramatic. is this a sitcom? hello houses
Saraid: I feel like bob saget should pop up
Epiphora: bob saget loves sasha grey

Scene one: Justine Joli and Claire Adams. . . . read the rest

Review: My Own Master

Review: My Own Master

There is something about Kimberly Kane’s brain that I really like. My Own Master, her latest directorial movie, reminds me exactly why. Static on the TV in the background? Sailor hats? Music that I actually like? What is this? Surely it cannot be a porno.

A little creativity goes a long way in porn. Remember Kimberly’s Live In My Secrets, with a Jesus painting, a gumball gag, a dude in a horse sling, and fake blood? Yeah, that was awesome. And so is My Own Master.

My Own Master (which is shot by Eon McKai) begins with an awesome song by Deathelectric, and Kimberly smoking and making sexyfaces at the camera while wearing a sailor hat, denim jacket, a collar that reads MASTER, and boy undies. . . . read the rest

Jack-off Journal #6

Jack-off Journal #6

March 4th, 2010

You know what’s hard to watch? An hour and 16 minutes of nothing but cocksucking. But I did it — boy, I did it — in the name of reviewing. Tristan Taormino’s Expert Guide to Advanced Fellatio, that is. I watched it in the bedroom, with my laptop hooked up to the TV via HDMI. I even changed my screenshot hotkey to make it easier to reach over with my left hand and take a screenshot. Meanwhile, my right hand was occupied with the Vixen Astrovibe, trying to decide how I felt about it, and the Jollies Jollet, already knowing I love it. . . . read the rest

A chat with Courtney Trouble, pt. 3

A chat with Courtney Trouble, pt. 3

It’s day six of Courtney Trouble week!
Yesterday: Roulette Dirty South. Today: Seven Minutes in Heaven 2. Tomorrow: Roulette Berlin.

Courtney Trouble and I didn’t mean to have a drunken online chat; it just happened. I’d been meaning to email her my traditional interview questions and receive tidy paragraphs in response, but fuck that — this was a lot more fun. And informative.

You can read part one here and part two here. In this part, Courtney and I discuss boy/boy films, Kimberly Kane, fisting, and Seven Minutes in Heaven 3.

Epiphora: i saw on twitter that you are hoping to make a boy/boy film in 2010… is that planned yet? . . . read the rest

Review: Nostalgia

Review: Nostalgia

It’s day two of Courtney Trouble week!
Yesterday: Roulette. Tomorrow: Speakeasy.

Besides having one of the most kickass porno titles of all time, Nostalgia is porn with purpose: to re-create “Golden Age” porn movies (Behind the Green Door, Deep Throat, The Devil in Miss Jones) and queer them.

Nostalgia is more movie-like than Roulette, and thankfully does not have music videos wedged between the scenes. Footage of Trouble and Pepper Sox ties the film together; they are watching (on a laptop, duh) the porn that we see. In the end, they collide with the porn and become it. . . . read the rest

Jack-off Journal #2

Jack-off Journal #2

[This post contains mentions of James Deen. I no longer support him or his work.]

November 17th, 2009

I watched a threesome scene in The King of Coochie 4, with Sasha Grey, Sunny Lane, and Tom Byron. Sasha and Sunny were great, but wow, Tom is a creeper and a half. Things that I am entirely certain need to be outlawed in porn (all of which were present in this scene): fake eyelashes, shitty pleather couches, dudes with goatees, dudes with pot bellies, dudes who grunt like cavemen, and this face:

My orgasm came out of nowhere, before I could even click up to level 3 on the Eroscillator. . . . read the rest

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