For fans of "watching-morons-and-lunatics-embarrass-and-degrade-themselves" programs, such as I am, you could do worse. Not exactly a thrilling series, but quite watchable. The series focuses on a handful of porn-world train-wrecks: their pitiful lives, defined mostly by pathological exhibitionism and an almost insatiable hunger for "easy" money, offer yet another interesting glimpse into a world that often resembles something close to what Hell would be like if it existed - at least to those of us who haven't yet lost all of our marbles. Some comments posted here talk about "regular people" doing abnormal things, but there is nothing normal or regular about the freaks that we find here. The notion that perfectly healthy individuals voluntarily go into porn or prostitution is laughable; a view propagated by dreamy-eyed liberals and other delusional idealists who refuse to face the ugly truth that some humans are born mentally ill and/or rather dumb, and that there is very little we can do to help them.
One human being that appears at first to be slightly closer to being half-way normal than the others is ex-auto-mechanic Dugmor, who looks a bit like an amphibian Bob Marley, but that's just his physical side. Mentally speaking, he seems to be relatively well-adjusted, but then again he is just someone who works behind the scenes in porn. Plus, he too revels in the decadence, showing us that he has a screw loose as well.
Unlike Dave Angelo: the nuttiest of all WD screw-ups. This Franco-Canadian bisexual who makes love to steroids and old NY men with equal zeal, is probably the most fascinating protagonist. He has a wife (some silicone-stuffed ugly porn slut he met in the underbelly of Montreal or wherever) with whom he plans - in all seriousness - to have children with, start a family. At the same time, he is turning his new house into some kind of a labyrinth of porn chambers in which he will have a gay Fight Club of some sort, and other sexual perversions with which he hopes to make a quick buck in the limitless world of web porn. What a great place to bring up kids in... "Daddy, what do you do for a living?" "Oh, well, Jacque, Daddy takes it up the *** for Canadian dollars." Dave tries hard to put up a front, wants to exude confidence about the decadent lifestyle he had chosen. However, I sense that he is a somewhat frustrated individual, part of him being quite unhappy with his garbage life. When he comes back from his week-long NY trip - during which he strips and even whores himself to old men - he seems physically but particularly mentally exhausted. I have my doubts whether I can believe him when he tells his big-nosed, empty-headed wife that he had "a great time in New York". The awful scene in which he screws an old man had me thinking of "Midnight Cowboy" for a moment... Absolutely repulsive, but at the same time a bit sad.
Speaking of frustration and deep dissatisfaction, Laurelle (the web-cam stripper) beats Dave in that regard by a wide margin. Barely mediocre-looking, Laurelle was inexplicably hired by a shoddy little internet sex-firm because of her "girl-next-door looks". If that's what girls next door look like, I want their doors to stay shut whenever I'm around! With small droopy breasts, and a mouth that is the third-largest object to be visible from space (after the Great Wall of China and Julia Roberts's mouth), Laurelle is about as sexy as a truck-driver's smelly sock. She lives with a boyfriend who matches her low intellect, and the series lets us in on the secrets of a truly bad relationship that gets even worse... Laurelle has no self-respect whatsoever, no will-power, yet another moron becoming a victim of their own freedom to do as they please. When she quits her "dream job" I do wonder what she'll do to avoid the stereotypical fall into the even lower depths of the mud-lands of porn. Drug-addiction followed by suicide? Who knows. Hopefully someone will lock her away in a mental institution, thereby saving her from herself. Some people simply lack the most basic common sense to be able to care of themselves properly...
Whereas Laurelle is too weak to withstand the decadence and pressures of the porn world, Dugmor's pride and joy - Malesia - has no such problems. This recent Vivid girl has a hard-as-nails attitude, one of the rare true lunatics of porn, the type that never get depressed or have second thoughts about operating in that world. Malesia proudly shows her mother the promotional material related to her first DVD release. Stupidity? Lunacy? You tell me. Probably both...
The Russian gal, Katrina, at first appears to be just as tough as Indonesia, but she later reveals cracks in the facade. She also reveals her immense jealousy potential, when she is brought to tears because SHE wasn't in the center of attention at a cretinous, degrading event called "Porn Academy". A rather pitiful-looking woman, especially considering that she's Russian (with a wide face and small silicone-infested boobs), this strangely optimistic creature actually harbours ambitions that go beyond the world of porn: she wants to be a respected WRITER, as well. Then again, why make fun of her? In the dumbing-down Age Of Paris Hilton, anything is possible. She may even win a Pulitzer Prize one day, the way things are going...
Dimitri, Katrina's unpleasant boyfriend, actually has the nerve to criticize Katrina's mother for not fully accepting her daughter's plunge into pornography.
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