#6 Navy Blues: Deeper in The Brig

Navy Blues: Deeper in The Brig, 2003

Sorry about that break I took from updating, I assure you it wasn't due to a lack of interest. Quite the opposite actually. I keep putting off updating because I'm not sure where to begin. Not only have I watched about 5 or 6 different Brent films since my last update (all in the name of research), I now apparently watch replays of his live web shows every spare moment I can find. So here's another problem: I want to talk about the web shows more than the films. THEY'RE FUCKING GOLD. So much entertainment packed into such a short amount of time, how does he do it? I think he'll be doing these shows long after he even retires, he sure loves interacting with his fans, doesn't he? And I got no problem with that.

One can really learn a lot from these web cams. Did you know? Brent Everett used to be a heavy smoker. Did you know? Brent is prone to kidney stones. Did you know? If he cuts his hair short enough you can see two birthmarks on the right side of his scalp. Did you know? Brent buys a new pair of undies for every show he does. Did you know? Brent does any and all home and car repairs himself. Did you know? Brent sells his own artwork. Did you know Brent Everett was a saint in a past life??? He totally was.

So, after all that praise why don't I review a really shitty one of his films? I don't think he'll take much offense, he said himself he hated this scene and was not happy filming it (learned that from a web show as well. www.brenteverett.com, now taking members). Before I even get into Brent's scene, I want to stress how overall shitty of a film this really is. Its release date was 2003 yet the music sounds straight out of The Other Side of Aspen, the original. Pretty much every stereotype a non-porn fan has about porn is what this film is. It's very hokey, the storyline is crap, it is a parody of a film.

If all this weren't bad enough, it's clear the director (Chip Daniels) and producers of Centaur care very little for the comfort and well-being of their actors. Brent's first scene involved him bottoming for Brock Masters. Yeah well Brock Masters kind of has a huge cock, and Brent was kind of really young when this was filmed. He looked in this scene the way I do while getting my Brazilian wax. You can see he's holding his breath and waiting for it to be over, every so often looking down to make sure his asshole is still intact. Who can watch someone in that much discomfort and still continue to film? It's very hard for me to watch, I don't think there's anything hot about it. Things like this are the reason why I used to hate porn (yes, I hated porn. In my defense, I only knew straight porn back then). I couldn't shake the feeling that whomever I was watching was being manipulated somehow. Now, you can argue no one forced Brent to be there or to sign on with Centaur Films, this is true. But by then he'd already made a commitment to these people, and I can't tell for sure but I ASSUME no one sat him down and said, "Listen, we're going to give you this guy with a way too huge cock for you in this scene, is that cool?" On top of that, he was super young and was not the Brent Everett we know now. He was just some kid to them with likely no say in any of the decisions. Brent was clearly unhappy and they kept going so it's hard for me to justify Centaur in this circumstance. Don't buy this, you have my permission to pirate.

Aside from that, Brent is in the final big group scene but isn't focused on much. He mostly is seen making out with his then boyfriend Chase McKenzie/Chase Dryburgh. What kind of a name is that? And what ever happened to Chase? Things the web shows don't even reveal. I was going to give this film a D but seeing as I also had to sit through Chase's pale skin and red hair...

Rating: F

Next up: Not Boyland. Something else.