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 Director
Tony Comstock's previous
films including Damon &
Hunter, Xana and Dax
and Marie & Jack all follow the format pioneered to some degree in the 1970s
by Laird Sutton, who produced films of real people talking about their sexual
lives intermingled with scenes of them having sex. But where Sutton set
out to produce sex education films as part of the National Sexuality Project,
Comstock (who takes his nom-de-porn from the tight-assed postal inspector
who tried to stomp out obscenity in the Victorian era) doesn't seem to see
any necessary difference between education and erotica. He creates films
intended to celebrate sex as a natural element of romantic intimacy, and
get viewers hard or wet as part of that celebration. For his fourth film, Matt & Khym: Better than Ever, Comstock hands us over to the eponymous couple, who appear to be somewhere in their thirties or possibly early forties and have been together since early adulthood. They tell the tale of how their relationship started, passed through a period of furtive sex in the backs of cars and progressed into a much more adult situation, with their sexual connection remaining intense and powerful throughout. The bumps & grinds of their relationship include semi-adopting a teenager and caretaking a relative or two, some medical challenges, that sort of thing. From the start, we also see the couple making it in scenes cut into conversational lulls, and as the talk continues, we see more. Eventually the film rages full-bore into powerful, intimate sex between the two, with a lengthy and lovingly explicit scene of Matt and Khym fucking. The end of the production features a few summary statements and broader philosophical musings, bringing it all to a satisfying end.  Watching
Matt & Khym is pretty much like having a wine-soaked dinner with your new
friends the happiest couple in the world -- you know the ones; if you're
like me you can't decide if you're happy for them or you want to bitch-slap
the living shit out of them. But I always come down on the side of being
happy for them, if only because I'm ultimately more of a voyeur than a bastard.
There's a sense in which this pair simply couldn't be any different than Comstock's previous subjects, Damon & Hunter, a plain-talking gay couple who seems to delight in telling it like it is and fuck what anybody thinks. For Matt & Khym, there's infinitely more reverence both for the sexual aspects of their relationship and the idea of sex in general. They're the archetypal hippy couple who puzzle me with their healthfulness and positivity, but you know what? At the end of watching Matt & Khym, I had this sense that they'd be the ones I'd call to bail me out if I needed it. Their conversation is disarming and, in that sense, seductive, and what's more -- and possibly more important, in this context -- watching them fuck is plenty hot. There's a deceptive intimacy generated by any media production -- it's the same sort of connection one feels with the characters in any successful work of art, which is why so many of us fantasize sexually about Jennifer Anniston or Russell Crowe or Jenna Jameson. With Matt & Khym, as with Comstock's other films, that intimacy is profoundly different from your average erotic flick. Watching it, like making it, is a revolutionary act, because the film doesn't set out to create a fantasy; it's the eroticism of everyday life that Matt & Khym is after, and it gets hold of it with wet, hot, cuddly abandon, and never lets go. Matt & Khym Comstock Films, 2006 Directed by Tony Comstock Starring Who else? Matt & Khym. Will Appeal To: Lovers of real-life sex and erotic conversation.
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