ge Planet of the Arts -Vol 4-No.4-1989. GUILT WITHOUT SE In the interests of social sci- ence two Planet reporters set aside ersonal safety and ethics and eaded to Granville Mall to re- Entering the place was an assault of pinball lights, noise and stale air. In the back were rows of “Girlie Movies”. Printed on each booth was the title of the movie (ie. Man-Girl, Aug. 12). What’s that supposed to mean, Aug. 12th? When the movie was made or when it arrived at the place? More striking is how male dominant it is. It says “Man-Gir! or “Girl- Man” — what ever happened to “Woman”? Of course, when you slip in a quarter (trying not to touch absolutely anything as it’s all pre- sumably festering with disease) you see about 80 seconds of hard-core pornography that re- inforce the chauvinistic title. Naturally, the plot is completely secondary, the acting wooden. You know she’s faking ectasy while being pushed around by some hairy greaseball — Boy MEATS Girl. The overall filmwork is, without a doubt, lacking. Really unattractive clinical closeups of genitalia while men guide around totally passive females, all the while underneath horrible green or orange lighting, on scratched film stock. On the soundtrack twangs ’70s acid rock, the men’s goading voices, and women screaming to be abused. Perhaps this article has made you not want to read on. Imagine being inside a peep- show with the smell of sweat and semen, watch- ing as bored, horny men take furtive glances before ducking into one of the private stalls. Now, thank God (or Allah, Buddha, or your left elbow for all I care) that you’re only reading about it. It is, however, an experience of merit if you have a hard time distinguishing between erotic images and ones of “man” fucking “girl”. Josh Wapp A HA The Christmas vacation brought me into contact with family and friends. Many of them are former hippies, otherwise known as yup- pies. Now, I'll be the first to admit that I would love to have a lot of money, but these ex-hip- pies stretch the boundaries of “reasonable in- come”. In one particular department store a for- mer Twiggy type, now looking she was out for pasture for a few years, was purchasing ten a A simple non-political four-step guide to “le bec” in La Belle Province of Quebec. From MONTRERL Bututy OneF THE _fUANET - DAVID VISBORD 1104 = : j 2 2) never to be misunderstood as an the Arts: David Vaisbord, 1989. invita tion to bed. “Le bec” is: 1) as much a sensual, asan auditory experience. From Montreal Bureau Chief for Planet of cheeks of the two participants just barely “extended limb greeting” (a.k.a. “the hand- P Bala iS oR search the erotic effects of gs show booths. Their review of the experience: The dubious thrill of this charming expe- rience can only be fully appreciated on a full hang-over and a lingering bout of the flu, with the computer generated death screams of dying alien space craft howling in the background. I was thankful for the plugged nose that kept the majority of the smell at a distance. My imagination ran unpleasantly amok at the sight of crumpled kleenex littering the floors of the booths. All in all, it was not a form of enter- tainment that I really understood, nor was it something I would care to repeat. Still, I kept my critical faculties in firm place and here are the results: Girl-Man, Dec.7th: The most interesting feature of this little vignette was the prominent appendectomy scar on the male star. The woman’s face was never shown, but one did hear plenty of high-pitched moans that presumably emitted from her. The moment of glory is shown, with the bearded male protagonist convincingly emoting the natural, driving urge to withdraw one’s penis at the point of orgasm. Perhaps I’ve misinter- preted and they were practicing birth control. The cinematography is important, with plenty of close-ups with a washed-out texture that enhanced the gritty ambience. Other than the . fact that Dec. 7th is my birthday, there isn’t much more to say about this 30 second inter- lude. Man-Girl, Nov. 9th: “Tie me up and then we can talk”. Yes, ropes, high-heels, a brass bed and garters (all sported by the female star, naturally) serve to create a spicy middle-American tale. Pot roast with tabasco, the old in/out with a bit of pinch- thousand dollars worth of toys, including a five thousand dollar fibre-glass replica of a Ferrari for that special child. I slapped my $1.99 wind-up toy on the counter in disgust. I went to visit my cousin to see how she was doing. This is a woman who was as radical as they got in the sixties. The RCMP had a file on her. Today, this woman was showing me the interesting interlocking brick they had done on their expensive driveway. She showed me the “beautiful” (ie: expensive) furniture they had purchased. We proceeded to talk about. how many different activities she and her chil- dren are signed up for, one of which was en- titled “Making Sure Your Child Grows Up To Be A Corporate Success Story.” I felt like I was in the twilight zone. A friend of my cousin’s came over. She had just ended a relationship with a man be- cause he didn’t have a lot of money and he was interfering with her schedule. She announced 3) so much warmer than that formal touch one another, while the lips sound. Le bec may be make an €xquisite smacking 4) performed in such a fashion that the accompanied by a warm hug, depending on the circumstances. E The Art Of "Le Bec" In Quebec Go Taok Mie ing and slapping thrown in for good measure. Guess who’s the lucky recipient of this treat- ment? Yes, it’s our winsome damoiselle, not even bothering to apply her one-inch candy- red nails to her partner’s back in protest or enjoyment. Again, there is much in-depth fo- cus of the mid torso area, but the colours are more resolved and the grain is good enough to show the stains on the sheets beneath the couple. Rear entry, or dogging it, does seem to be a prominent theme and, speaking of promi- nent, these gentlemen are all somewhat larger than a hotdog in the phallic department. It’s hard not to admire the dedication to reality that marks the work the courageous directors (modestly unlisted in the credits) display in this difficult genre. Man-Girl, Dec. 30th: Chosen for viewing because the date co- incides with the day of Isamu Noguchi’s death, this slice of life actually has something so far unprecedented in previous peepers — a plot! The husband is seen driving home from a busy day in the city, tastefully attired in a brown and yellow plaid sports jacket with lapels so large they almost exceed the size of his penis. His wife is at home on the entrance carpet with the gardener, and they are not repotting plants. The tension mounts as the husband strides up the sidewalk. Upon discovering the pair in full misconduct, this generous fellow proves himself a true Christian by metaphori- cally offering the other cheek. After all, his wife isn’t doing anything with her mouth but moaning. Madame wears a garter belt and high-heels, as does the star of Man-Girl, Nov. 30th, but has short nails with a burgundy pol- ish. This detail is important to tell them apart, because the only time a woman’s head is shown is when she’s sucking off an oversized dick. ¥ Karen Opas Ss H o R + PRG aooerh ec that she came first and yes she was selfish. She said it with such triumph. It made me start thinking about the whole Big Chill crowd and how hypocritical they had become. Where once Abbie Hoffman was seen as a cult hero he is now labelled out of tune. Money and Self are the main concerns of this over-thirty herd, and what really sucks is they want those under thirty to believe it too. For- get about responsibility or commitment, un- less it’s to the mighty dollar. They take their spring trips to Club Med Mexico, and come home to brag about what they’ve seen. They throw the right words around, like “vintage” or “fromage”. They be- long to the right gallery. The scariest aspect of all this is that they are a huge consumerist group, so our media is innundated with nostal- gia for the sixties and seventies. I say kill a Yuppie for Jesus. @ MOWTREATCt Gute FoR Bo -Cs = "KF 6S NG Note: Even short-time Quebec residents may find it difficult to re-adjust to the instinc- tive “what!? He’s trying to kiss me!” reaction elicited while outside of Quebec. I must admit I’m not an expert as regards “le bec” between men. (more later). ei oaes The Short Peck. A short peck directly on the lips means anything from “call me up some time” to “last night was unforgettable”. Two short pecks can lead to: The Extended Smooch (with or without added tongue). This may mean “your place or mine, later” or “take me now.. take me.. take me...”. P.S. A handshake between men often replaces “le bec”. Planet of the GUILT WI In vg Planet soporte portal acl t et reporters set asi personal. safety and ethics and Bonded tte Grsaville Mall to re Entering the place was an assault of pinball lights, noise and stale air. In the back were rows of “Girlie Movies”. Printed on each booth was the title of the movie (ie. Man-Gir, ‘Aug. 12). What's that supposed to mean, Aug. 12th? When the movie was made or when it srrived atithe)placs?. More striking is how ‘male dominant itis, It says “Man-Girl or “Girl- Man” — what ever happened to “Woman”? 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Other than the fact that Dec. 7th is my birthday, there isn't much more to say about this 30 second inter- Tude. ‘Man-Girl, Nov. 9th: “Tie me up and then we can talk”. Yo: ropes, high-heels, a brass bed and garters (all sported by the female star, naturally) serve to create a spicy middle-American tale. Pot roast with tabasco, the old in/out with a bit of pinch- THOUT SEX Eun Tj aM a. ing and slapping thrown in for good measure. Guess who's the lucky recipient of this treat. ment? Yes, it’s our winsome damoiselle, not ‘even bothering to apply her one-inch candy- red nails to her partner's back in protest or ‘enjoyment. Again, there is much in-depth fo- ‘cus of the mid torso area, but the colours are ‘more resolved and the grain is good enough to show the stains on the sheets beneath the couple. Rear entry, or dogging it, does seem to ‘be a prominent theme and, speaking of promi- nent, these gentlemen aro all somewhat larger than a hotdog in the phallic department. I's hard not to admire the dedication to reality that marks the work the courageous directors (modestly unlisted in the credits) display in this difficult genr Man-Girl, Dec. 30th: Chosen for viewing because the date co- incides with the day of Isamu Noguchi's death, this slice of life actually has something so far unprecedented in previous peepers — a plot! ‘The husband is seen driving home from a busy day in the city, tastefully attired in a brown and yellow plaid sports jacket with lapel large they almost exceed tho size of his per His wife is at home on the entrance carpet with the gardener, and they are not repotting plants. The tension mounts as the husband strides up the sidewalk. Upon discovering the pair in full misconduct, this generous fellow proves himself a true Christian by metaphori- cally offering the other cheek. After all, his wife isn’t doing anything with her mouth but moaning. Madame wears a garter belt and high-heels, as does the star of Man-Girl, Nov. 30th, but has short nails with a burgundy pol- ish. This detail is important to tell them apart, because the only time a woman's head is shown. is when she’s sucking off an oversized dick. ¥ Karen Opas by JERRY STOCHANSKY thousand dollars worth of toys, including a five thousand dollar fibre-glass replica of a Ferrari for that special child. I slapped my $1.99 wind-up toy on the counter in disgust. I went to visit my cousin to see how she was doing. This is a woman who was as radical as they got in the sixties. The RCMP had a file on her. Today, this woman was showing me the interesting interlocking brick they had done on their expensive driveway. She showed me the “beautiful” (ie: expensive) furniture they had purchased. 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She said it with such triumph. Itmade me start thinking about the whole Big Chill crowd and how hypocritical they had ‘become. Where once Abbie Hoffman was seen ‘a cult hero he is now labelled out of tune. Money and Self are the main concerns of this over-thirty herd, and what really sucks is they want those under thirty to bel too. For- get about responsibility or commitment, un- less it’s to the mighty dollar. ‘They take their spring trips to Club Med Mexico, and come home to brag about what they've seen. They throw the right words around, like “vintage” or “fromage”. They be- Jong to the right gallery. The scariest aspect of all this is that they are a huge consumerist group, so our media is innundated with nostal- gia for the sixties and seventies. Tsay kill a Yuppie for Jesus.® THE TO MONTREAL GUIDE FRENCH KISSING Note: Even short-time Quebec residents may find it difficult to re-adjust to the instine- tive “what!?. 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