"Art is illusion. Sex portrayed via art is largely illusory, concocted by models, cameramen, editors, lighting specialists and marketers. What If?: what if someone possessed the sumptuous eye of painter David Hockney and the ability of photographers Herb Ritt or Mapplethorpe -- to place extremely sensual men in very evocative, homoerotic situations -- and convey the cinematic sense a Fellini or Pasolini would bring? Would their work be art -- or would it be pornography? "Bad Brad" unites the 90's Generation's sense of immediacy with the kind of lovemaking you see in Zabriskie Point: raw, impassioned, but poetic in the midst of its carnal anarchy. Brad hurls images at us kaleidoscopically, an effect demonic, hypnotic and compelling. Sex is what's seen and what's heard (what's felt is of far less importance.") "Bad Brad" had the great good fortune of knowing Aiden Shaw: he's a homo-Prince Charles of statuesque dimensions, chiseled body and an enormous uncircumcised organ). Another must-own masterpiece from the consistently button-pushing provocateur of porn, Brad "Bad Brad" Braverman.