Release Date: April 26th, 2019 (Tribeca Film Festival)
Directed by: Rachel Mason
Written by: Rachel Mason, Kathryn Robson
Cast: Karen Mason, Barry Mason, Rachel Mason, various
Netflix, 92 Minutes
I saw this pop up on Netflix, so I figured I’d check it out, as I generally enjoy the documentaries they distribute through their streaming service.
I wasn’t disappointed, as this is a really interesting story about a religious Jewish family who opened up a gay porn store, which also became a gay porn film studio and distributor. The store rose to prominence within the Los Angeles gay scene in the ’80s and would also reach far beyond its home city.
This kind of hit close to home, as I’ve been around gay culture since my teen years. The scene in southern Florida is big and even though I’m straight, I’ve always had gay friends and also lived with a pretty legit drag queen for a bit. The era that the bulk of this story took place in just brought a lot of those great memories back.
Beyond the nostalgia, this is an intriguing story about really interesting, good people. It’s hard not to love the family that started this store and it’s just as much a love letter to them, as it is the store itself.
I especially liked how interesting the father was with his backstory and the road that life took him on, leading up to becoming a straight, religious, family man that owned a gay book store.
This also examines the impact that owning the store had on the family as a whole in an age when it was considered really taboo. I liked meeting the kids, getting their take on all of it and how they grew up with this “moral” cloud over their religious upbringing.
It was also really cool seeing people from the L.A. gay community talking about the store and what it meant to them during really difficult times in their lives.
This really hits you in the feels and it’s unfortunate that the store, during the filming of this documentary, was falling on real hard times due to the world evolving away from the old mediums of pornography thanks to the Internet.
While this documentary was made by someone within the family, it’s not in any way inauthentic or dishonest because of that. In fact, it made the experience more intimate and meaningful.
Pairs well with: other documentaries about LGBTQ cultural history, porn and small business.
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RETRO RELAPSE is a series of older articles from various places where I used to write before Talking Pulp.
*Written in 2016.
One thing I’ve been coming across lately, as I am in my mid-thirties, is a lot of my male friends who seem baffled and befuddled over the pasts of their girlfriends.
In many cases, I’ve found myself in situations and discussions with guys who aren’t happy with their current girlfriend’s (or in some cases wife’s) sexual past. I had a similar mindset in my mid-to-late-twenties but have since realized the folly of it.
I was, at one time, very much like Ben Affleck’s Holden McNeil in Chasing Amy. I dated girls, I’d find out things that they did before me and I would find myself judging them on things that had nothing to do with me and happened way before I was in the picture.
In many instances, it ended relationships because I couldn’t fathom how this perfect flower I was with could have done something so un-flower-like. I deserved to have that shit come back on me negatively. Who the fuck was I to judge and truth be told, I’ve got a track record of being a slut. But the double standard eluded me at the time because I was a man and only girls could be sluts or something.
Ludacris said, “(he wants) a lady in the street but a freak in the bed.” That is the mentality of most men but for some reason, they don’t want a lady that was a freak before they showed up and wooed them. Of course, it doesn’t matter to the man what freaky shit he did in relationships (or one night stands) past.
The fucked up thing is that the man treats his past as if it is no one’s business and keeps his secrets buried away. Women seem to be more open about their past and kudos for that. But maybe being judged harshly for certain behavior is why they are more open about it. Maybe men need to accept it, deal with it and move the fuck on. Or maybe they should be judged just as harshly. But is it really that big of a deal at the end of the day when everyone is fucking and most do freaky shit? Additionally, who the fuck are you to judge? You’re not a perfect flower either. And if you are a perfect flower, you’ve been missing out.
As I’ve gotten older and been confronted on my bullshit, I’ve realized that I was an asshole. Ultimately, I like being a freak and I like women who like being freaks. And I would rather have a woman with some experience than a chick on her first rodeo, at least at my age. I guess this is why I find myself with the party girls and this is why my best relationships have been with the party girls who aren’t going to apologize for their past and who don’t really give a shit about mine. And when a chick has seen and done it all and she still chooses you, there’s something awesome in that.
It’s about enjoying each other in the now (and in the future). Who gives a shit what happened in her life or your life seven years prior. We’ve all done things we aren’t proud of, we all have regrets and we should all be fine with what we’ve done and what it has taught us about life, sex and people.
Or you could have totally loved your bad decisions and that’s cool too. I don’t have a problem with my bad decisions or my sexual past. I’m cool with it all and I also don’t care what anyone else thinks about me for it. And I’m certainly not going to come down on a significant other who doesn’t regret their sexual free-ness.
Maybe this is an American problem. The Europeans don’t seem to have a problem with being sexually liberated. They fuck and they fuck a lot and shit just isn’t that big of a deal. They also aren’t tied down by as much religious dogma and moral judgment. They embrace their nature, do what they do and have a much better time at it than we do.
The human body needs sexual gratification. For some reason, we try to fight that. And if someone says “fuck your stupid conventions”, especially a woman, it’s frowned upon. And it’s especially frowned upon by men.
I think in a lot of ways, men are taught that women are to behave a certain way to fit within societal norms. But it isn’t our place to tell them what to be just as it isn’t their place to tell us what to be. We’re all individuals and we are all free to live our lives the way we feel is best.
Many men who have these ideals just look really insecure about themselves when they express their distaste. Like there is some fear that their woman will leave them because they can’t live up to her exciting past. They don’t understand that she is there, with them. She chose to be there.
Being an idiot about who she is will eventually push her away. And if she does leave, that’s on her. There are no guarantees in life and certainly not in relationships.
So fucking enjoy each other while you have each other. Maybe it will turn into a lifelong relationship, maybe it won’t. But ride it out and be less of an insecure judgmental shithead. Women aren’t attracted to insecurity.
If you can’t look at your girlfriend and accept that she isn’t perfect, then you have a serious problem. No one is perfect. And perfection is subjective anyway. If you are going to have constant hang ups about someone, why the hell are you with them in the first place? You can’t fight reality and reality isn’t necessarily something to try and fight anyway. It is what it fucking is.
People aren’t going to become what you wish them to become. It’s about enjoying each other for your triumphs and your faults. We’re all human and it is a lot more fun if we’re all human together.
It’s also a lot more fun if we’re all fucking and honest about it.
RETRO RELAPSE is a series of older articles from various places where I used to write before Talking Pulp.
*Written in 2014.
Psycho snooping bitches are in abundance these days. I use the word “bitches” because I’m trying to be moderately polite and not use the more appropriate descriptive term “cunts”. Now there are more sane and trusting women out there but the number of distrustful psychos within their population is growing.
I’ve come across a few of these women in my days and none of the experiences were worth the headache and usually they came compounded with drama, bullshit and after the fact, they couldn’t get the hint and just fade away from my life. There are a lot of other negative character traits that come with these types of women and they are damned near impossible to bottle up. The quickest and easiest advice I can give is to ditch the psycho bitch. Living under fascism, even if a vagina is attached to it, is not living at all.
But let me delve into this shit a bit further.
There is something seriously wrong with a female that has the natural urge and feels she has the right to sneak behind you and check your emails, your social networking profiles and your text messages. Chances are that this girl sniffs your dirty underwear when you’re in the shower in an effort to find some minute scent that may allude to your infidelity. She sniffs all your clothes, goes through your pockets, probably finds nothing but is still a bitch when you get out of the shower because as far as she is concerned, she just hasn’t found the smoking gun yet.
This girl is also probably the type to watch every god-awful shit reality show featuring glamorous non-celebrities who fuck everything in sight and cheat on a different partner each episode, cycling through the entire cast. She can’t decipher what reality actually is and believes such entertainment to be a primer on life. In fact, if you hook up with a girl who obsesses over this bullshit, get the fuck out immediately. If her mind isn’t diseased yet, it will be.
Chances are that she doesn’t watch a lot of that shit but she is just unable to trust anyone because the love of her life ten years ago (i.e. the first dude she fucked in high school) banged her best friend at some drunken house party. She also probably suffers from the “all men are pigs” and the “all men are the same” mental disorder. Fellas, it is not your job to try and prove her wrong or to fix her. She has to fix herself. Again, just walk away.
A lot of these girls also go from relationship to relationship and can’t understand why they can’t find happiness and why decent guys won’t stick around. Those who usually do stick around longer are the type of dudes who are just as distrusting as her. A couple like that is impossible to be around in a social sense and I’ve known many couples like this and have had to walk away as a friend.
You see, in a relationship, trust is not just important, it is pretty fucking vital. If you can’t trust anyone, you need to get some professional help. Reason being, without trust, you will never be able to be happy. You will always be looking in every nook and cranny trying to find something to prove that your unfounded suspicions are true. In fact, you probably make up evidence in your own head or turn every little innocent thing into some bullshit scenario. Why would anyone want to be in a relationship like this? How can you live your life assuming that everyone is going to be a piece of shit that will fuck you over?
With a lot of these people, not just the girls now, some of this distrust probably stems from the fact that they themselves are shady and shitty people. This is another reason why you should get the fuck out and move on. Often times when people see faults in others, especially when there is no evidence of their existence, it is usually because they are projecting their own faults onto their partner. Intellectually, a lot of adults in this modern world are small children.
There is a decent amount of bullshit that I will accept (to a point) in a relationship, if I do actually care about the person. This however, is one of those things I have no tolerance for, especially knowing that I have never cheated on someone and wouldn’t. I have respect for those I am seeing and to those who want to rebut with “never say never”, you can fuck off. I’m an adult and in control of my own faculties. That is what being an adult is.
Luckily, while these females exist, they aren’t the majority.