Erotica

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Fred Halsted, S&M aficionado and XXX film actor, emerged as a director rivaling Kenneth Anger in the genre of gay art-erotica. L.A. Plays Itself (1972) was his take on the same territory as Anger’s Scorpio Rising. When it opened at the 55th Street Playhouse, doubled billed with his Sex Garage, it was a case of see-it-now, or now you don’t. The police shut it down – not for the notorious fisting vignette that climaxes L.A. Plays Itself (which is cut from the video versions), but for a scene in which a guy gets it on with his motorcycle.Read More »

’18 Movie Tests On Shostakovich’s 7th Symphony ”

Erotic – Avant-Garde Cinema by Shota KalandadzeRead More »

Charlie (Annette Haven) is a beautiful, but reserved young woman. When her husband Steve (Wade Nichols) arranges for them another couple to spend a romantic weekend together on a secluded section of California beach, it becomes clear to Charlie that in order for her to enjoy true pleasure, she will have to break free of her reserved shell.Read More »

Plot:
British Sexploitation/Sex Comedy. Lord Wingate, aquitted after appearing in court for fraud, starts up a ‘finishing school’ to teach girls how to extract money from rich men, in return for a percentage of their gains. He enlists the help of the Duchess of Burwood (Alcoholic Aristocrat played by Rose Alba) as a teacher and Hector (Cockney Geezer played by Nosher Powell) as fitness instructor. A probation officer friend supplies the first batch of pupils fresh from Holloway prison via a clapped out old mini bus. Suspicious neighbours and police together with newspaper reports naming the prison girls now hobnobbing in high society results in a raid and new court appearance for Lord Wingate. The Judge sentences him but plots to start up his own ‘school for sex’.Read More »

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Tiffany Jones is a secret agent who has information that presidents and revolutionaries are willing to kill for…Read More »

Synopsis
Here’s a terrific updating of the 1956 Nikkatsu classic Crazed Fruit; a new version that is superior to the original. While the original was a seminal sun tribe classic, the new version examines the 1980s Japanese youth from a more intimate, less political perspective. Consequently, it’s a remake in name only. The film focuses on the unstable relationship between two youngsters: a guy working in a sex club and a rich girl who trades her stepfather lover for a younger boyfriend just for a change. Neither one of them really understand each other – or themselves. Like many of director Kichitaro Negishi’s other films, this movie would also be more at home in Art Theatre Guild’s catalogue than in the Roman Porno series where it was released (Negishi’s next film, Distant Thunder, was, in fact, an ATG production). Read More »

SYNOPSIS
Debbie, a lily-white virgin, is abducted by a gang of black men being paid by whites to start a race riot. After violating her in a Cadillac, the men take her to a country cabin. Duke, the leader, takes possession of her but then loses her in a poker game. The violence escalates to a full throttled climax. Filled with stark, brutal imagery from start to finish, Hot Summer In The City is a haunting film you won’t soon forget. The characters are so believable that it seems like a documentary. Lisa Baker’s sexy screen presence is mute and ghostlike.Read More »

A compilation of censored pornographic and subversive scenes from the films of José Bénazéraf.Read More »

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As we all often learn in life, it’s the little, simple things that can have a big impact. Bénazéraf doesn’t go for complexity here, and his plot is pretty simple for the most part. Yet Sexus does leave it’s mark on the mind, and sometimes a director can communicate things without even realising it. With it’s odd framing device, throbbing score and luminous imagery, Bénazéraf lets us in on his obsessions, and if you are in the right frame of mind, you can dive right in with him into the whirlpool. I look forward to covering more of his films in these pages. Though not quite in the realm of some of the more obvious Sinema covered here, the blood pumping under the filmic flesh would appear to be the same. It’s a hip, jazzy feast for the senses, if you can track it down.Read More »