Vore King – A Man And His Monsters

By Ezra Stead 

Vore King, USA, 2016

Directed by Daniel Schneidkraut

Let’s get your first question out of the way now: “vore” is short for “vorarephilia,” a fetish involving a desire to be consumed by—or to be the one consuming—another person or creature. Yes, it is a sex thing, and yes, as per Rule 34, there is pornography for this fetish. Daniel Schneidkraut’s latest feature is a documentary about Raymond P. Whalen, sometimes known as Rock & Roll Ray (full disclosure: both the director and his subject are friends of this reviewer), who holds claim to the title of the most successful purveyor of vore porn.

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Of course, no one is actually eaten or otherwise harmed in Whalen’s vore videos. Instead, they are bizarre playacting sessions in which Whalen, dressed as one of various foam rubber monsters he designs and creates (with affectionate nicknames like Bumper Humper and Kitty Gulp), admires and then engages in simulated intercourse with a nude model, before ultimately “devouring” her. The sex is no more real than the cannibalism, and this is part of what makes a documentary that is (at least sort of) about pornography so unexpectedly charming. 

The other part of this equation is the oddball charisma of its subject, a gregarious weirdo whose personality matches his own creative output in its surprisingly harmonious blend of lewd lasciviousness and cartoonish innocence. At one point, Whalen describes his first encounter with Internet porn in terms that are simultaneously graphic and oddly childlike, a big, unembarrassed grin on his face the entire time. This is the tone of Schneidkraut’s movie, as well—it never shies away from the fact that Whalen is a pornographer, but it also showcases his genuine decency and likeability, not as a counterpoint to his professional activities, but as a possible explanation for his relative success in such a niche field.

Not everyone agrees with Whalen’s self-proclaimed “vore king” title, however. The one aspect of his endeavors that might have been more thoroughly explored is the contingent of vore enthusiasts who feel that Whalen’s contributions to the genre are more a mockery than anything else. This is briefly addressed, but quickly abandoned, as is the question of whether this type of pornography encourages violence toward women. Ultimately, though, this is not a documentary about pornography, but a character study, not unlike Schneidkraut’s previous features, Invincible Force and, to a lesser extent, Seeking Wellness. And the man sometimes known as Rock & Roll Ray is certainly quite a character.

Ezra Stead is the Head Editor for MoviesIDidn’tGet.com. Ezra is also a screenwriter, actor, filmmaker, rapper, and occasional stand-up comic who has been previously published in print and online, as well as writing, directing and acting in numerous short films and two features. A Minneapolis native, Ezra currently lives in New York City, where he is working on his first novel.

For more information, please contact EzraStead@MoviesIDidntGet.com


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