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There Goes the Neighborhood
Rating: 3 Stars
Produced by Dan Cross. Written and directed by Rick Tugger. Videography by Mike Hunt, Ed Maxxx, and Drew Warner. Edited by Dick Kutts. Starring Paul Johnson, Andy Dill, Brad Benton, Rod Barry, Deacon Frost, Dillon Press, Chris Bolt, Jay Ross, Phil Philips, Zach Hunter, Rowdy Carson, Mark Broadway, Kate Patrick, and Vanda Ward.
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This unapologetically sophomoric visit to 1963 is full of drag-show humor, but with real women carrying on like drag queens. In March 2004, There Goes the Neighborhood won GVN awards for writing, music, Best Supporting Actor (Brad Benton), Best Non-Sexual Performance (Rowdy Carson), and Best Sex Comedy. Writer/director Rick Tugger sends his cast leaping over the top, but much of the humor is hard to resist. There's a funny (though editorially botched) bit where Deacon Frost and Dillon Press, each clutching a garden hose, ogle each other from adjacent lawns. The rubber-faced Ms. Carson barks out such camp-surreal nifties as "Nothing says hello like weenies in barbecue sauce!" Kate Patrick, as Carson's slutty daughter Annie Margret, actually resembles Ann-Margret in her Bye Bye Birdie phase.

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Paul Johnson, who may have the most incandescent smile in gay adult video, stars as Vic, an early-'60s director of black-and-white, soft-core, 16-millimeter muscle flicks. When Vic and his all-male crew set up shop in a suburban bungalow, their arrival alarms their Stepfordish neighbors. ("Looks like frat boys, Marty-- I smell trouble!") But when the interlopers turn out to be moviemakers, some of the locals start angling for roles. These rubes have no idea what kind of movie Vic's company churns out-- though the closet cases in their midst have hopes and suspicions.

Five sex scenes seep out of the storyline. In three of them, voyeurism is a key ingredient. Wrestling in posing straps during a shoot, Rod Barry and Zach Hunter get aroused and tell the director to stop the camera while they have sex. Johnson, fully clothed, approaches the pair and just watches; the effect is kinky and hot.

There's also a poolside three-way furtively observed by pseudo-straight Deacon Frost, who soon receives an authoritative introduction to man-to-man sex from Dillon Press. Paul Johnson has just one completely participatory sex episode, an uninhibited encounter with a surfer-boy who lives across the street with his father (wry, handsome newcomer Phil Philips), a cop. The depenable Brad Benton, who's at once goofy, sly, and sexually fierce as the surfer, should have shared his GVN laurels with Dad. Blundering into Vic's first hardcore shoot and emerging as a sated bottom, Philips handles deadpan comedy and orgiastic sex with equal skill.