The Prisoner's Song


Set in a French prison in a remote part of the Middle East, this is a poetic and intensely physical vision of homosexual desire. Soldiers sweat their days in solitary cells of a military jail and dream of sex with each other in the grass and flowers of their home fields. Stuck in the airless rooms, the sexy inmates drive themselves to the edge with obsessive and pornographic longing. A guard, played by Prouveur, watches them through peepholes. The inmates are well aware of this sexually suspect spy, and sometimes perform for him. Aroused by their brazenly sexual behavior, the guard's only response is to humiliate the one prisoner that has inflamed his passion. Packed with beautiful shots of extreme close-ups of sweaty armpits, feet, assholes and cocks, this film is aggressively explicit - bringing out the sense of prison realism and repressed desires.

Heat & Lust, Postcards To A Pornographer


Being a pornographer is not always easy when your carefully chosen house boy keeps on distracting you with his oversized manhood. There I am, Jean-Marc Prouveur, sitting on my couch in my lovely home in France reading postcards from my favourite porn stars and trying to imagine through their lurid tales the sexual cavorting they get up to from as far as Spain, Poland, England and other exotic places while this pest of a house boy, Damian, plonks himself in front of me and begins to beat his humongous tool rather than tend to the garden. Pornographers get angry like everyone else, and so do I. But I have to admit that, as I read the postcard from my lover Henry Fleischmann and his wicked tale of seduction with a handsome electrician, it is of Damian that I think. I have sent him away; you and I have to find out what he is up to.