The money shot:
These days it’s as hard to find good porn as it is to find reliable news, with anyone thinking they can videotape themselves having sex, sell it online and call it porn. No, it’s not porn, it’s just you locking crotches and swapping gravy with your swamp-thing girlfriend.
Porn is, among other things, paid actors having sex in a well-lit set with bad dialogue and awkward directors telling them what to do while a fluffer stands by to keep everyone aroused, because no one can have sex 40 hours a week.
With all that setup involved, I expect my porn to be creative and classy, which scene one of three of “Who’s Nailin’ Paylin,” “The Russians are Cumming,” is not. Hustler missed a chance for loads of political satire and comic genius parodying the country’s first female, anti-feminist, would-be vice president. But maybe that part comes later?