This is why I’m glad to see Jim Powers finally get his due beyond my lavish xhoretations of praise and hollow awards. He is just about the only real gonzo film-maker with any kind of track record that stands the test of time because generally gonzo and film-maker never mix like oil and water. Maybe it’s because I appreciate the mondo punxxxploitation ethic that’s evident in the better Powersville flicks and Perverted vignettes of yore. Not everything he shoots is genius and what I’d dare call a “film,†but when the twain meat I consider his stuff brilliant like no other in porn, the best thing about is that it ain’t pretentious. It’s not feminist art porn or alt crap disgused as gonzo, it is what it is & it’s just dangerous enough to disturb or arouse. Like this, the “latex editionâ€; it’s a taste of Anal Latex Whores with the corrupting touch of Filthy Things’ trademark psychosexual weirdness done better than it’s been in the last few volumes.
Thinking too much about gonzo porn isn’t the biggest mistake I’ve made in my life, but it’s certainly been the most entertaining.
Rebecca Linares