Jenna Jameson Is The Masseuse VTS -2004-

Jenna Jameson Is The Masseuse

Cast: Jenna Jameson, Justin Sterling, Wendy Divine, Savanna Samson, Evan Stone

Studio: Paul Thomas, Vivid
Released: 2004
Category: Story, Feature, DVD5, VTS, Oral, Blowjob, Couples, Toy

Video:
Codec: MPEG
Länge: 1:52 Std.
Auflösung: 720*480 Pixel
Bitrate: 5179 Kbps
FPS: 29,97

Audio:
Codec: AC-3
Sample-Rate: 48000 Hz
Bitrate: 192 Kbps
Sprache: Englisch

In Episoden aufgeteilt: ja

The last time Paul Thomas visited "Masseuse," he won the AVN Award for Best Picture. Now he's back. And look who's behind the massage table: Jenna! The world's greatest star in one of her boldest roles yet! It's full of domination, bondage, chains, and even a little oil for those sore muscles. Jenna Jameson is the masseuse, and she's massaging.
Author: Sigmund
One of the best things about "Masseuse" is its main theme song. The music, composed by a certain Michaelangelo, is stunningly good, worthy of Enrico Morricone or Nino Rota. The poignantly sublime opening credits evoke such a lyrical mood that you'll think not of vaginas, but of Valhalla.
Is that good for a porn film? Serious question. At first glance, it might be hard to understand director Paul Thomas's fascination with a story about a slightly idiotic, "casual" erotomaniac who falls in love with a woman from a massage parlor, and their relationship ultimately fails. The plot is weak in its plot and riddled with logical inconsistencies. However, as the saying goes, in the hands of a genius, even a phone book is a plot for a drama.
Is Paul Thomas a genius? That's another serious question.

Due to its nature, live-action porn films don't employ complex psychological plots. Their characters are most often "archetypes"—that is, heroes with clear characteristics. In this respect, they are similar to all other genre films—action films, comic books, horror films. In these films, the characters' primary function is to move and advance the plot, not to reveal their complex psychology. Genre "archetypes" have their own icons—Spider-Man ranks alongside Cicciolina, the depraved nymphet with a teddy bear on her lap.
Paul Thomas, a "pioneer-trailblazer," as he's known in the porn world, was drawn to the masseuse plot precisely because it was psychologically charged. Thomas wanted to try making a drama—or melodrama—based on porn. That is, one that was both exciting and heartfelt.
It's hard to say whether this is even feasible. The "greats" have only approached it—like Buñuel in "Belle de Jour" and "Obscure Object of Desire," or Bertolucci in "Last Tango." Today's "film hooligans" like Catherine Breillat and Michael Winterbottom haven't clearly answered this question either.
Alas, Paul Thomas can only be commended for his persistence. He didn't do much with "Masseuse" in 1990; but "Jenna Jameson Is Masseuse" from 2004 also leaves very mixed impressions.
Basically, one could say the film is so-so. There are no vivid, stunning erotic scenes. There's no compelling plot. There's neither the depth of psychological revelations nor the stunning shamelessness prized in porn. This film resembles a dance party "for those over 30." Everything is decorous and sad.
And yet, the film is intriguing and provokes various thoughts – though not related to the work of director Thomas.
It's better to start with the minor ones and then move on to the major ones.
Evan Stone unexpectedly proved himself a wonderful comedic supporting actor. This guy has spent most of his career playing meaningful romantic leads on screen. His saccharine face with its dimpled chin and long, thick hair were always so cloying that Philip Kirkorov simply couldn't help but relax.
And suddenly, in "The Masseuse," it became clear just how well Evan Stone could play a scoundrel. Everything fell into place like a puzzle – Evan developed a genuine acting charm; Stone's character could have appeared in any decent mainstream film and would have found a very attractive place there. Yes, Hollywood could have landed a very good comedic actor. But, alas, he fell victim to his own rock-solid erection.
And finally, the main thing: Jenna Jameson. A person's exceptionality is often expressed in their versatility. She danced well, posed well for photos, had sex on screen very well, and went into business – even better. Thanks to "Masseuse," we learned that she's also a good actor. It's hard to say how well, because acting in a Paul Thomas film, as Faina Ranevskaya would say, is like trying to do the butterfly stroke in a toilet. I mean, there's not much room to move around. But the fact is that Jenna played the serious role truthfully, looked natural on screen, and was head and shoulders above the other actors. She was the only one in this film who was able to extend her dramatic role into the sex scenes.
There was, however, one significant nuance in her performance that seriously undermined the film's already flimsy plot. Jenna Jameson definitely didn't look like a masseuse. Hypatia Lee in the previous version did, but Jenna didn't. Moreover, Jenna didn't look like a prostitute, a lonely housewife, or a closeted lesbian. She didn't resemble anyone from that everyday world at all. She clearly and unmistakably resembled herself, Jenna Jameson, a thirty-year-old porn star. And she played herself very expressively and truthfully.