Okay, we confess! We use Aristotle when we evaluate porn. And of course, porn is all spectacle. But we are partial to plot and character, too, not just because we are fond of literature, but because plot and character bring surprise and suspense, which keep us looking at (and sometimes even imitating) the spectacle.
True Love has potential. Very basic story: “just friends” console each other in trouble and end up consoling each other in bed. So, despite the fact that the basic plot is predictable (you know well in advance they're going to do it), there is still some tension. How will this come about? And what will happen then? Unfortunately, every step of the way True Love is utterly predictable. (We did look at the “Making Of” video and saw the truth revealed. The script looks like it's about 20 typewritten pages long.) And it ends just when the plot could get interesting. They've finally hooked up; now what?
And character? Hey, porn people, here's a thought. Not everyone fucks the same way. True Love, though, follows the fucking manual – and we do mean the Manual of Screen Fucking: a little muff, a little head, a little mish, a little dog, a massive spurt across the face. Well, in the last one he does approach from behind first once they get into it. But that's it, the only variation. (She: I'm worried for Ms. Vincent. Her Standard Orgasm Face is going to give this girl some serious lines when she gets older.)
Still, the spectacle was okay. Vid quality and sound were pretty good. And if you don't mind the mindless repetition, the action was okay. We fondled through the first scene (wake-up sex, a nice change) and ate popcorn until the friends joined in the end. We both liked Vincent and St. Croix enough to do our own scene afterward. He: I wouldn't mind looking at Buffy again at the first. She: She *is* cute.
Final tally? You won't be robbed, but you won't find any hot surprises either.
Not to exciting. Has a storyline, but there is absolutely no passion or excitement. Storyline could provide more possibilities for excitement. The sex in this flick told me that these guys need a vacation. They were tired. The main female character was however very enthusiastic.
This is the worst titled movie in the history of mankind. There is no love in this film despite the romantic music and rose petals in the introduction. The actors seem disinterested and the attempt at a storyline doesn't reflect the sex that happens on the screen. For example, in the final scene where the couple finally realize they love each other, he gives her a wonderfully in depth rim job. I could be wrong here, but I don't think that's what happens on most first dates. Maybe porn companies could try something new and make films that reflect real sexual practices every once in a while rather than trying to pawn off very mediocre fucking as a romantic couples flick.