Videodrome

Me and my high school friend Dan once rented a film called body of Influence. It was "about" a psychiatrist who charmed his female patients into wild sex and sometimes filmed it. Yeah, that's basically the plot. One of the best soft-core skin flicks ever made though, in our not-so-vast experience. The brothel scene in particular was just right. Just erotic enough to add a little spice, not so erotic that it got tripped up in some artsy bullshit. Could have used a LITTLE more sleaze, but the underage angle contributed a lot toward the sleaze quotient. Apparently there's a sequel but we never got around to renting it. "Silk and sabotage" was pretty good too. That one had a fine asian chick and a foxy glass-wearing blond. Inexplicably, it actually had a plot. Someone must have snuck a writer into the studio for that one. Strange, I wonder if he displays the DVD re-issue on his trophy case?

Oh, Snapdragon. Pamela Anderson. That kicked off the season of skin. After that we were hooked. I actually miss the days when we'd have to brave embarrassment and rental counter ratings nazis to get our flesh fix. And it's not like we could actually jerk off to it, not unless we could sneak it home by ourselves or something. Oh I intended to many times, but circumstances always seemed to prevent the caper. So we'd fast forward the boring shit (except once in a while to linger over Pam's voice) and grin through grinding scene after grinding scene of beautiful soft core action. Yes, I miss those days, I'm so spoiled with this modern hard-core e-porn glut, I no longer appreciate the simple pleasures. Taping commercials. Movie previews. Young Korean hotties with jiggling shirts. Heheheheheh.

Ok, when did this blog turn into Beavis and Butthead?