carpathianproteus:Growing up in the ’80s & being exposed to much of the XXX films of
carpathianproteus: Growing up in the ’80s & being exposed to much of the XXX films of that and successive eras, I noted that it was rare that a porn film was pleasing to the eye - aside from the copious amounts of wonderful naked bodies and high octane sexual acts on display, of course! I am talking about genre technicalities and the beauty a film can convey, if its allowed to. Wall-to-wall porn from the late 80’s, the 90’s and later, is often story-less and lacks narrative, and they are not films that you can hold-up to other genres in the technical sense. However, you could do that with the ’70s era of porno-chic. Radley Metzger under his pseudonym of Henry Paris, like Max Pecas, Joe Sarno and Mac Ahlberg, to name the most prolific of the few, produced both soft-core arty erotica AND “high-class” pornography. Films like “The Opening of Misty Beethoven” and “Maraschino Cherry” by Metzger/Paris, are class acts that pre-dated a desert of drearier, commonplace porn films to come over the next 30 years. -- source link