Lusting Hours

This faux documentary manages to be dull and interesting at the same time. Interesting more because of the way the various aspects of paid for sex are presented rather any clever insights (of which there are none) but dull because of a seeming total lack of interest in certain sections. This is split into three segments, House Girls, Street Girls and Call Girls and some rather decent shots of Times Square add a little much wanted colour throughout. Also throughout is a pompous, seemingly serious narration, by Lem that is absolutely hilarious. The two directors also produce, edit and film the proceedings and Lem, as well as narrating plays the stills photographer, with a prominent part in the first segment and more significantly the hustler's 'girlfriend'. The amount of time devoted to the hustler/male client in the second section comes as a great surprise and when we see him back at home preparing to be whipped by none other than good old Lem in drag we begin to wonder where this might go next. However despite a series of close ups of whips and the narrator rambling on about a pit of despair we simply cut to a guy being massaged, badly. The Findlay's are also involved but whilst this promises to get rough it doesn't really go down that road. The pious narrator would never allow it.