If I didn't start this huge task to review all the scenes of my 69 vixens, I would have never found that this movie is from the same (old) director who did my 1st erotic bang with Emmanuelle IV! Here, Francis Leroi directs Ovidie in a really nice scene and if we don't see much, it's however pretty erotic and arousing: with her look like Lisbeth Salander, she takes in charge a calm boy in a french bourgeois old looking living room. You can see that Ovidie really shares with him and above all, displays her mastery in blow-job!
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Pretentious porn video throws everything into the mix: a mess
lor_17 August 2015
Warning: Spoilers
Regarde Moi (no hyphen shown on screen) is Francis Leroi capping a lengthy porn career with what plays like a case of freshman folly. He tosses in so many ideas (many of them admirable) and XXX motifs that by the end of the feature I was weary on several levels.
It didn't help that I sat through two lousy videos in a row that relied on the worst of all possible cinematic ploys - "it was all a dream!". This is the last (or first sometimes) resort of a charlatan - merely thumbing his nose at the audience.
Until that revelation, which is almost necessary given the contradictory nature of much of Leroi's material as presented -only a dream makes so little sense - the extremely well-photographed video is often intriguing and had the makings for a few reels of being a classic. Our handsome young hero played by Titof is shown lolling around on his Parisian rooftop, but he's soon caught up in stunning blonde Alex's clutches, as she uses him in her sex web-cast Alex's Room. Liza Crawford plays Alex and was a revelation for me -too bad the video didn't live up to her standard of quality.
A young nerd played by Tristan is Liza's peeping tom neighbor, who plugs in to her web-cast but also gets a more direct view of the sexual hijinks occurring in Alex's Room by simply peering in through her window from next door.
Later on the third principal character, superstar of that moment (15 years ago) goth Ovidie gets into the action, and her rather blank approach to acting (contrasting with the animated performances of fellow cast members) turned me off completely, just as it has in her other major screen roles. I've given her a dozen opportunities to impress but all I received was the usual dose of The Emperor's New Clothes. Poor Titof has been cast in an unrelated series of these phony junkers, having REGARDE MOI, SEX ME and RAPE ME all on his resume.
The reality (or duplicity) of these web-casts becomes the video's dream-like main premise, and halfway through the proceedings I got tired of the "live web-cast" contradicting what the characters knew was actually happening at that moment - these nonsensical conundrums of the Chris Nolan school of broadcasting make me sick, literally. Add to that Leroi's kitchen-sink penchant for tossing in extraneous material willy-nilly and you've got what morons christen "a visionary".
There are snippets of sex-crazed nuns, the footage of which makes no sense here whatsoever, and a heavy BDSM subplot injected for no other reason than to appear hip - it has nothing to do with the actual storyline. Perhaps the most putrid sequence is a fake incest scene where Tristan's mother figure (I had trouble following the story exactly without benefit of subtitles) played by Eva, who looks about 60 years old, humps the boy. I thought she was his mom, but her screen credit translates as "patron", a cop-out. After having sex Tristan strikes the "King of the World" pose made famous by James Cameron, and director Leroi reinforces his hack status by duly having a poster for TITANIC on the wall behind Tristan.
Besides the dream cop-out, video ends disastrously with godawful special effects for Titof to suddenly sprout Angel wings and fly away from his rooftop. Finally, I must address the unfortunate "so bad it's..." argument that dominates know-nothing admirers of bad art. REGARDE MOI is poor precisely in relation to its ambitions and failed realization, not calibrated to some camp notion of inverted values. Like Ayn Rand used to say in one of her rare moments of credibility -check your premises.
It didn't help that I sat through two lousy videos in a row that relied on the worst of all possible cinematic ploys - "it was all a dream!". This is the last (or first sometimes) resort of a charlatan - merely thumbing his nose at the audience.
Until that revelation, which is almost necessary given the contradictory nature of much of Leroi's material as presented -only a dream makes so little sense - the extremely well-photographed video is often intriguing and had the makings for a few reels of being a classic. Our handsome young hero played by Titof is shown lolling around on his Parisian rooftop, but he's soon caught up in stunning blonde Alex's clutches, as she uses him in her sex web-cast Alex's Room. Liza Crawford plays Alex and was a revelation for me -too bad the video didn't live up to her standard of quality.
A young nerd played by Tristan is Liza's peeping tom neighbor, who plugs in to her web-cast but also gets a more direct view of the sexual hijinks occurring in Alex's Room by simply peering in through her window from next door.
Later on the third principal character, superstar of that moment (15 years ago) goth Ovidie gets into the action, and her rather blank approach to acting (contrasting with the animated performances of fellow cast members) turned me off completely, just as it has in her other major screen roles. I've given her a dozen opportunities to impress but all I received was the usual dose of The Emperor's New Clothes. Poor Titof has been cast in an unrelated series of these phony junkers, having REGARDE MOI, SEX ME and RAPE ME all on his resume.
The reality (or duplicity) of these web-casts becomes the video's dream-like main premise, and halfway through the proceedings I got tired of the "live web-cast" contradicting what the characters knew was actually happening at that moment - these nonsensical conundrums of the Chris Nolan school of broadcasting make me sick, literally. Add to that Leroi's kitchen-sink penchant for tossing in extraneous material willy-nilly and you've got what morons christen "a visionary".
There are snippets of sex-crazed nuns, the footage of which makes no sense here whatsoever, and a heavy BDSM subplot injected for no other reason than to appear hip - it has nothing to do with the actual storyline. Perhaps the most putrid sequence is a fake incest scene where Tristan's mother figure (I had trouble following the story exactly without benefit of subtitles) played by Eva, who looks about 60 years old, humps the boy. I thought she was his mom, but her screen credit translates as "patron", a cop-out. After having sex Tristan strikes the "King of the World" pose made famous by James Cameron, and director Leroi reinforces his hack status by duly having a poster for TITANIC on the wall behind Tristan.
Besides the dream cop-out, video ends disastrously with godawful special effects for Titof to suddenly sprout Angel wings and fly away from his rooftop. Finally, I must address the unfortunate "so bad it's..." argument that dominates know-nothing admirers of bad art. REGARDE MOI is poor precisely in relation to its ambitions and failed realization, not calibrated to some camp notion of inverted values. Like Ayn Rand used to say in one of her rare moments of credibility -check your premises.
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