Title: Rebel Studio: Bel Ami Director: Marty Stevens Cast: Paul Valery, Troy Allen, Keith Johansson, Ben Keaton, Hans Klee, Billy Neeson, Niall Phoenix, Colin Reeves, Danny Saradon Genres:: Gay, Anal, Blowjobs, Twinks Condoms: Yes Reviewer: J. Saia

Rating:

Words cannot begin to express the beauty and charisma of Paul Valery.  Just the faces he makes while fucking – tensing his jaw and biting his lips – are enough to send you to a level of ecstasy unequalled in the annals of pornography.  This gorgeous Grecian (?) graces the front and back covers of the DVD – donning a sideways baseball hat and low rider jeans, and his birthday suit and a hard-on, respectively.  In most porn, the cover model is only used to entice the patron into plucking it from the shelves amongst the many other eye-popping candies, using the model in only one or two scenes – if at all!  Valery (who incidentally is also the name of a French philosopher/poet) is the star of this film in every sense of the word.  Not only does he perform in practically every scene, but when he is onscreen, he radiates a glow, a power, a devil-may-care attitude that makes it virtually impossible to take your eyes off of him.  And he can actually act.  Plus, he shoots a load from here to Montana.  I mean, damn.

Rebel plays like a documentary, beginning with an interview by off-screen director Marty Stevens and his enticing protégé, Mr. Valery.  Porn dialogue usually serves as a prompt to fast-forward or to chuckle, but Stevens knows exactly when enough is enough and the right questions to ask to keep us interested.  He also knows not to cut away from his shining star.  In fact, this is the best directed porn I have ever seen – Michael Lucas excluded – and would love to see him get to tackle something legit.  The mis-en-scene (film language for how things are placed in the frame) is beautiful and the camera constantly cuts from one interesting angle to the next, keeping the film and the sex as moving and exciting as the young performers are virile and agile.

The delicious cast of twinks exudes a comfort and joviality in front of the lens that makes you wish you could jump into the film, Sherlock Jr. style, and join the fun.  From the first solo scene of Valery stroking his huge member to a four-way directed by Valery himself to the climactic make-up sex finale, Rebel delivers time and time again a hearty helping of scrumdiddlyumptious confection that entices your taste buds while quenching your thirst.

I’ve always said that the Devil is a teenage boy; full of wonder and loaded with trouble.  If this movie doesn’t make you want to start worshiping these lascivious creatures, you better check your pulse.  If it does, I’ll see you on the ground where I’ll be washing the feet of my new Messiah, Paul Valery.