New Trends in Porn
I must laud highly the determination of these sexual savants. The fallow fields of human sexuality have again been sown with the seeds of sexual hyperbole, and I trust we will, in time, come to see this development as another turning point in the youthful forward evolution of human perversion. All I can say is, it's about time! Who among us can honestly say they haven't fantasized about the ripe spectacle of a lovely female foot bearing down delicately, yet purposefully, on a lost ant, a fleeing beetle, or an addled earthworm? Who can honestly say they are not attracted to a woman with a sack of crickets in her hands?
For those longing to feel the thrills of the crush freak, satisfaction is just a phone call away. In his short black-and-white film, Smush, fetishist Jeff Vilencia lovingly depicts the sexual destruction of two dozen live earthworms, ravishing us with close-up images of beautiful painted toes toying with, stret-ching, squeezing, and crushing the blind, squirming beasts. A voice-over--relishing, in slightly echoed, nasal tones, the joys of bug-killing--runs throughout. And for the grand finale, out come the six-inch stilettos. If it sounds too rough, you can always warm up with Jeff's earlier film, Squish, which uses the same plot, but substitutes grapes for bugs. Onward, Crushing Soldier!