Ladies and Gentlemen;
I normally don’t venture out into the wonderful, wacky world of critiques de cinema, but I felt in this instance, some attention must be paid.
Vide Barry Paris’ review of “Inside Deep Throat” in today's Post-Gazette. How many sex jokes does he insert in it? I count 6. Although there could be more. Let me know if you find any more. Here are the jokes I found:
· Linda Lovelace is remembered for one particularly literal gag order.
· Her immortality…was gained in "Deep Throat," a seminal movie released…
· Made for $25,000, it grossed $600 million -- and millions of people out.
· The dream-casting of Lovelace was Damiano's first great stroke, so to speak.
· "Deep Throat" itself is being re-released this month …. You thought it climaxed long ago?
· That's what conservative moralists (and liberal first ladies) find so hard to swallow.
Is Barry Paris 12? Is he still running around the schoolyard tugging on the ponytails of the pretty redhead who sits next to him in homeroom?
Sure sounds like it.
There is one thing you should notice amid all the adolescent snickering about Ms Lovelace’s “gag order” and how Deep Throat is a “seminal movie.” While Mr. Paris gets uses the word “fellatio,” his use of euphemism is telling: Linda Lovelace doesn’t have a “clitoris.” Hers is a “seat of anatomical pleasure.”
Seat of anatomical pleasure?? Why not just call it a "whoo-hah" and be done with it?
5 comments:
Heh, I was thinking the same thing when I read the story. An educated Bevis and Butthead article.
First, Barry Paris is a world class writer who deserves to be reviewing movies. Second, the most loathsome movie reviewer in the world lives in Pittsburgh and writes for the Pittsburgh Tribune Review. His name is Ed Blank. He apparently writes reviews from a conservative catholic perspectice, which, of course, means the incredibly stupid perspective...
I do agree about Ed Blank, but I thought the making of Deep Throat review was juvinile.
Paris doesn't write movie reviews... he does stand-up routines.
Go
here and scroll to "Barry, you gotta be Kidman" It's a letter I wrote to the PG four years ago about another one of his juvenile reviews.
Barry Paris is a terrific reviewer (and a brilliant biographer). Not everyone of his newspaper reviews is a masterpiece - but so what.
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