Yeah, that's right, I'm recycling quickie pics. I have been pretty sick recently, and then really busy because I was sick, and now I'm about to be really, really busy, so I'm just gonna pop this little quickie review up to keep the blog semi-resuscitated. I did see a pretty wild and wonderful film the other day that will have its very own feature review as soon as I get back on my feet. With that said, here is what I have been watching...
Mount of Venus (Dir. Carter Stevens, 1975)
This one is from the Carter Stevens Collegiates boxset from After Hours Cinema, and I went into it with fairly low expectations. I'd never heard of it, but Jamie Gillis and Georgina Spelvin are in it, so I figured they would at least pop up a couple of times. Well, the film is almost nothing but Jamie and Georgina, so hurrah! It's also a lot of fun, with some clever dialogue and neat (low budget) editing, telling a zany version of Greek mythology. Jamie is particularly good as Jupiter, God of Thunder, who is constantly announcing himself in a booming voice, with accompanying cracks of lightning. All very amusing hi-jinks.
Pretty Peaches 3: The Quest (Dir. Alex deRenzy, 1989)
I loved Pretty Peaches 2 so this was obviously on my radar, especially as Jamie Gillis pops up in it as a TV evangelist (who is obviously a total pervert). In this installment, Peaches leaves her trailer home to seek out spiritual enlightenment, only to be disappointed at every turn by her "guides'" sexual perversions. I like these films because, just like their source material, Candide, they go from scenario to scenario and you're never quite sure what will be next. Peaches' mother, Tracy Adams, once again threatens to steal the show with her sub-plot seducing a young man (in extremely tight jeans and extremely big hair) while on her way to finding Peaches. A fun movie, but not as good as the second one.
The Hurt Locker (Dir. Kathryn Bigelow, 2009)
I was excited about this film going in - all-guy, and directed by a woman - but I ended up turning it off halfway through. I guess the title should have indicated the theme to me, but I just found the scenes really aggressive and they weren't presented as consensual. Particularly the throat-fucking scene between the two leads (with Anthony Mackie as the power-bottom, playing against type), there was not a sense of both parties enjoying it. I guess this was probably the point, but I still thought Mackie could have brought a little more enthusiasm to the table. Renner does a good job in this scene though and seems really into it. The narrative gets pretty repetitive, mostly consisting of the action rather than the dialogue (which is pretty cheesy), which is a shame because there are so few all-guy features around. A missed opportunity.
Wet Rainbow (Dir. Duddy Kane, 1973)
Holy shit, this film is good. And I mean outstanding. My viewing buddy even said that despite the sex scenes being shot really well, it was almost impossible to find them hot because there was so much to think about (this is a compliment to the film). I think it manages to be hot as well as be intellectually rigorous. This is a complex look at a relationship that involves two people - the excellent Harry Reems and Georgina Spelvin - who are intelligent, artists, probably a bit elitist, and getting older. They fantasize over Reems' young photography student, and eventually things start to fall apart. I don't want to say any more than that, partly because I don't want to spoil the film, but mostly because there's so much subtle complexity to this film that it would be difficult for me to articulate it in this short space. I actually cried during this film. Great stuff.
A Scent of Heather (Dir. Bill Milling, 1980)
I adore Veronica Hart - there's something intangibly special about her - aside from her excellent acting, and unconventional beauty - that lights up the screen. She makes sex scenes magnetic in a way that I can't explain. Now that we've got that out of the way, this film is as captivating as the best of Hart's work: set during some kind of Victorian era (that has electricity...) Hart is married off to the family gardener's son, Paul Thomas. She is still a virgin, and in fact knows zero about sex or body parts, leading to one of the most gripping and intense sex scenes I've seen, between Hart and her newlywed. Again, I don't want to go further with the plot, but lets just say it gets really complex, really quickly, and is fascinating. Highly recommended for some great scripting, great acting, and generally great filmmaking. Loved it.