Although the subjective point-of-view has long since been established by others, Julian wields his camcorder with the curiosity of an early pioneer. With a crisp, lean shooting style he manages to bring a fresh sensibility to the sub-genre, exploring his partners' bodies while simultaneously porking the hell out of them. (And - recalling Emerson's quote about foolish consistency being the hobgoblin of small minds - Julian wisely employs a second shooter to pepper his compositions with the occasional objective shot.)
Opening up with one's strongest hand is a risky proposition, inviting a comparison to subsequent scenes, which fail to reach the bar. Such is the (first) case with Lilly Thai, a memorable performer, who's never been better than in her coupling with the director/shooter/stud. With intimate jewelry piercing all manner of her erotic zones, Thai warms up with a strong solo and a hunger for Julian's manhood. Once aboard the tube steak train she journeys into a highly orgasmic cunt-ry, which unleashes the floodgates of beaver juice not once, but twice! (While the remainder of the vid hardly reaches such heights, this scene alone is worth consideration for a pre-nom.)
Elsewhere, Francesca Sinn proves to be a contender as Julian snakes his way up her tight asshole. Shot almost exclusively from the missionary position as he hovers above like a merciless angel, Sinn receives a thorough tookie-plowing – with numerous gapes and reinsertions.
The near 3-D effect of POV videography has its downside as well. Let it suffice to say that for every luscious clit and dangling beef curtain we're also treated to vaginal warts and ass pimples. Such is the price one pays!