3 Reasons To Buy This Film
One of the late director Cadinot''s very best
films.
Beautiful boys and a bevy of bigger and
bigger buttplugs.
We''ll say it loud and proud: We think this
film is fucking brilliant.
Review
Double en Jeu proves (to me) that Cadinot is
the God of Gay Porn. He’s being doing it
bigger and better than anyone else, ever. He
attained perfection back in the 80''s with
the wonderful gift of being able to find men
of all body types, put them in a scene and
watch the sparks fly whilst American porn
was stuck in the rut of having identical
brain dead buff n’ blonde Valley Boys with
defined top/bottom roles from which they
couldn’t deviate.
Cadinot was brilliant. But he "jumped the
shark" when he started to shoot on digital
video, rather than 16mm. Instead of filling
each frame with eroticism that dripped from
the screen, he became sloppy, as it was far
cheaper to produce porn for the mass market.
Most of the films from then on were "trite
made flesh," as if he’d given up any hope of
attaining quality. Other French porn
directors (Michel Oliver for example) were
Frog Princes ready to overthrow the King.
But then something happened. Maybe it was
because of the fear of the Young Pretenders,
possibly a porn epiphany, hell, maybe it was
magic pixies sprinkling fairy dust but his
films began to work again. Titles such as
Insatiable, S.O.S. and Safari City showed
that he was still capable of harvesting
young men who possessed "It," whatever "It"
might have been.
You can imagine the fuss when this title
turned up at the office. Who would review
it? There were fights. It wasn’t pretty. Two
interns lost eyes. The accounts department
were taken away with internal bleeding. That
fucker who keeps looking at me oddly in the
elevator mysteriously threw himself of the
roof whilst tied to a chair. It was only
when I kidnapped the editor’s Beanie Babies
and started sending back ears was I given
the job.
And you know something?
This film is FUCKING BRILLIANT!
I don’t even have to write any more than
that.
But I guess it’s only fair that I tell you.
To wit: Cadinot is French. His films are
undubbed and unsubtitled. Look at it like
opera - it’s always better in a language you
can’t understand. The only French I can
speak is “I hate you, your family, and your
entire nation.” But fuck it: I got to review
it, so here is my interpretation of the
events.
We start in an underground car park with
security guards Durieux and Janeiro
(possessor of the sexiest French nose since
Jean-Paul Belmondo) patrolling. The music is
quite funky at this point and I thought I
was gonna be getting a murder mystery. Seems
that part of the car park is a cruising
ground, because all the other actors appear
there over the opening credits in various
states of undress. Foreshadowing, this is
called. Anyway, by the time our guards get
there, everyone has scarpered, so Durieux
pees in disgust (loyal guard - maybe the pay
is crap) before offering up his mantwat to
Janeiro (and who wouldn’t) who sticks his
hand straight up, then his torch - which
gives Durieux the look of a glowbeetle.
Turns out Janeiro doesn’t want to fuck
however (he could have used his nose - it’s
big enough) so he leaves our hero alone,
with his pants round his ankles. Bastard!
Cut to a dinner party that features Fvister
and Forest (the only Cadinot returnee in a
film full of newcomers) who are so into each
other they make excuses and leave the table
to bang seven shades of shit out of each
other - in the cruising ground that is
conveniently located (magically?) through
the kitchen door. There’s also plenty of
dialogue, but that all flew over my hairdo.
Get used to seeing skinny white guys with
uncut horsedicks because you’ll be seeing a
lot of them.
Turns out our two friends are being watched
by Parelli who is in turn caught by Durieux
(searching him, he finds a condom; Plot
Point 1 just flew by, I guess) so he takes
him back to the office and has him pound his
ass so much he’s almost in tears. The two
part company and Parelli heads back to the
magic cruising ground (dirty, dirty slut!)
to meet up with Mallet. Wait till you see
this guy, and what’s hidden in his baggy
running grays. As the two begin to have sex
you’ll swear the outline is a dildo because
nothing human could be that big! You’ll drop
to your knees and thank Baby Jesus when you
see it in the flesh. As does Parelli. The
mother of all trouser-monsters finds its way
up Parelli''s boyhole (HOW?) and I''m sure I
heard a few "L''Ows!" amongst all the "Oui
Oui''s". This is the first time I came. After
the sex there''s something about "look at the
time" and Parelli buggers off.
Back in the security office there’s a blown
fusebox that somehow leads to Durieux having
his wish granted by Janeiro as they fuck.
Janeiro might be straight (he’s got girlie
porn everywhere) but Durieux does a good job
in converting him to the Dark Side as the
next few scenes feature the eternally
cock-ringed bignose getting busy with
McKenna in a café bathroom (whilst McKenna’s
real life family wait – they must be so
proud!) to what sounds like Warner Brothers
cartoon music; Darleville the waiter - guess
it beats a tip - and finally Antoine the dry
cleaner and his cutesy-pie assistant Rizzi
in a Wash West-style series of jumpcuts.
This guy is now 100% queer and sure knows
how to suck cock!
Once again Mallet is waiting at the magic
cruising ground. This time he’s found by
Durieux and the two have a great scene
flip-flopping with each other. Amazingly
Durieux manages to get Mallet’s entire
mallet in his mouth.
Back at the dry cleaner’s Cusack seduces
Antoine, before starting his first day as a
guard at a car park - guess which one? I’m
assuming Janeiro has quit to be a full time
Circuit Boy. Durieux shows him the ropes -
and the oversize novelty dildoes that he
conveniently keeps in a drawer. After Cusack
has spent an eternity abusing his hole, he
leaves. (Maybe the job wasn’t for him.) And
then I got totally lost. From behind a
locker comes Eddy. How long had he been
hiding there? The entire movie? Did he beam
there? Who cares, because these two have a
bond that begins with the sharing of the
huge dildos and ends with the closing
credits.
Bewitching. Bothering. Bewildering. But
you’ll love it. Double en Jeu is
outstanding, and with its release Monsieur
Cadinot proves that he’s one King that will
never be toppled.
-- Froufrou A. Gogo
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