Resurrection--From the Dead!
It's a cliché to say that porn is ridden with clichés. But be careful what you wish for. We complained about hip hop's lazy gangsta-isms and product placement, and wound up with ubiquitous boy-about-town Pharrell Williams and "conscious" (whiny, pretentious, college-dissing) capitalist pig Kanye West. The grass is always greener, except when it's not. Bloggers speak admiringly of memes, which are something like Internet clichés. What are porn's chestnuts? (They're not nuts on your chest, OK? And no, I don't want to know what "chin-nuts" are.) And what makes them stick? Here's a thumbnail guide.
Despite being produced by the theoretically progressive Suicide-Girls-style goth-chick website Burning Angel, Re-Penetrator, a single-scene production inspired by H.P. Lovecraft's Re-Animator, proves the point. BA chief Joanna Angel stars as a stripper brought to life by an indie-dork doc (Tommy Pistol). There on the operating table, they truly do the nasty, with blood shooting out of her mouth onto his dick, out of her pussy into his mouth, and every other which way in between--and that's before she tears out his intestines.
More amusing then all this was Joanna and Tommy's DVD-extra commentary. JA: "You look a lot better in the movie than real life!" TP: "Uh, a-hehehehehehehe." JA: "Don't I really look dead? You have no idea how hard it is to do absolutely nothing!" TP: "Uh, a-hehehehehehehe." JA: "Was I doing a good job [gobbling your knob]?" TP: "Uh, oh . . . yeah!" JA: "It's my goal in life" to suck dick and balls at the same time, "like Bella Donna!" I suppose one could do worse in this banal world of porn than to simply suck it up.
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