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At The Pornies (1989)
Director: Paul Thomas
Cast: Aja, Jamie Summers, Krista Lane, Kristy Leigh, Nikki Knight, Shanna McCullough, Jamie Gillis, Mike Horner, Randy West, Ron Jeremy, Tom Byron
A Review:
At the Pornies is very much of its time. Moustaches which need their own personal groomers, unimaginative sex, shot on video on the cheap for maximum profit and with very little talent behind the camera. While whoever was operating the point and shoot camcorder pointed and shot in the right direction, the inbuilt microphone, which I guess was used for the audio, gives the movie a home video quality. Much of the dialogue is unintelligible due to the echoes. This is a problem considering that this is a verbose movie. It is also a cringe worthy movie. I found it difficult to sit through the banter between Sissy and Egbert (Horner and Jeremy). And the performances of Gillis and Byron (in a dual role, completely unintentionally I’m sure) as two guys who are “a bit you know” was painful, but they do managed to service three girls between them. Fortunately, we don’t have to watch them pumping each other. Across the board, the performances are OTT and difficult for me to watch. While I am aware that the girls who came through at this time were not renowned for their acting abilities, I would have expected better from the guys. These are pretty much the same guys who were making movies a decade before At the Pornies was made and I have seen some of them putting in some decent acting performances.
The female cast were not particularly my type. They look glamourous enough, but underneath that veneer I didn’t find them particularly attractive; although I have no complaints about the bodies that were on display. Irrespective of what I think of Aja, she does have a great pair of tits. In fact, the tit quality was pretty high in this movie. I thought there were some occasions where interesting sex was going to burst through the desert of monotony. A ‘strap-on’ made an appearance in the scene with Aja and Nikki Knight, but it was the weirdest strap-on I’ve ever seen. It seemed to just be a waist strap with a dildo attached to it meaning that the girls couldn’t fuck each other with it and instead resorted to holding it in their hands and thrusting it in and out. The second occurred when Mike Horner arrives home to find his wife, Shanna McCullough, in the hot tub. I was looking forward to some water sex, but it wasn’t to be. What a travesty. Whoever made that decision ought to be jolly well hung. Ah, I see that Paul Thomas was the director; so he is. They do go through a large variety of positions, but there was nothing memorable about their coupling. It wasn’t all bad. There were some good oral performances by the female cast.
I’ve learned not to expect too much from US movies of this era. I would love to say that this is an instantly forgettable movie. While that is true of the sex, unfortunately, the two male double act performances I’ve mentioned will stick with me for some time.
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