Roy Stuart's Glimpse 7

Description

Glimpse 7 escapes all these stumbling blocks. Avoiding all detours and babble, girls undress in staircases of apartment buildings, wear sperm on the tips of their lips, let themselves be mistreated with clothes-pegs, or honor an unknown erection exiting a hole in a wall….But these raw situations don’t ever fall into the brutality or a boring mechanic of simulated pleasure (the whole world however seems to believe in blue films….). The sequences are brief and seem to liberate the frames from narration. The counterpoint of it is that a moist narrative (“…this evening the guard dogs of your father will guard our secrets”) always brings the film back to the heart of fantasy. The basis of this erotic art is spontaneous pleasure and not an unecessary attempt at creating fiction. Roy Stuart’s work is like virgin territory slicing through the media of sex and video. The imaginary realm is explored and unveiled, codes and established representations of sex are shaken up as the male is not forcibly the master of the situation. Here, he seems to be totally powerless at times, as in the SM sequence where a sad master exclaims in front of his victim : “She doesn’t cry enough, she pretends to be in pain, she’s acting, it’s not enough”