PEEKARAMA continues from VINEGAR SYNDROME with a double feature that had
me drooling before I even had the disc! Two films directed by John
Hayes, the man behind the classic (and one of my all time favorite
flicks) GRAVE OF THE VAMPIRE! I did not even know he directed adult
features, so I had no idea what to expect. BABY ROSEMARY and HOT LUNCH
are radically different in approach and content, but Hayes definitely
brought some interesting skills to the table. Both feature some nice
location work and idiosyncratic performances that had me thinking back
to the weird behaviors of those in the path of Caleb Croft. So, lets
take a look at VS-040, another set of adult entertainment to warp your
mind!
Baby Rosemary recounts the story of the deeply troubled Rosemary and her
relationship to her father, a mysterious figure that faded from her
life after she was put into an orphanage after the death of her mother.
"Ya know, it's not really right for a man alone to raise a young
girl..."
Well, Rosemary has definitely had trouble relating to men, as she
rebuffs her boyfriend John (John Leslie) and finds herself in deep as
she goes to her fathers apartment to find a ne'er do well couple in for a
private session of porn picture taking with the mysterious man. They
take their liberties with Rosemary, and all hell breaks loose in her
psyche after that! She loses out on John, who becomes the fastest
prostitute visiting dude to cop in uniform I can recall seeing in a film
while Rosemary becomes a girl school teacher and hangs out with a
dynamite duo of sex cult chicks that includes Candida Royalle!
Well, the father passes on and Rosemary has a sexual awakening that
includes re-traumatizing herself with the sleazy man from the apartment
and letting John dry hump her. But once we get to the funeral parlor
though, it's all body parts on and clothes off. John Seeman appears with
the sex cult girls and things get out of hand. Or in hand. Lots of
hands. Rosemary finds herself the object of attention and desire, in
the presence of the corpse of the man whose presence, and lack thereof,
has warped her sexual life.
BABY ROSEMARY is an interesting film with the added bonus of it's porn
sequences. There is a horrific vibe and I couldn't help but think of
the "legacy" aspect of GRAVE OF THE VAMPIRE as I watched it. The father
is obviously into some kinky stuff, and Rosemary is battling that same
desire in the blood story from GRAVE. Caleb Croft never got up to this
much sucking, but the two make a nice set of bookends. NOT your typical
porn or horror film, it's a great little curio of a filmmaker using his
tiny porn budget to regurgitate and rework themes that obviously
resonate with an audience. Highly recommended, it will definitely be
worth the cost of the disc. As a bonus, John Leslie and Leslie Bovee
have a great scene that expands on the John characters frustrations
early in the film that blends character development with dirty talking
athletic stairway play. Yeah, John the aptly named for the actor and his
actions wants Rosemary, but could never ask for her the way he wants
to. Bovee, looking fantastic here, breaks it down to it's core
commanding he "eat that cunt...eat Rosemary's cunt..."
Hey, it ain't art, but a nice touch and a great scene.
So, now that the one that looked spooky is out of the way, the second
feature, HOT LUNCH delivers something completely different. I have to
be honest, I actually enjoyed this film MUCH more than I had any
expectation to. It's got a strange feel to it, but is EXACTLY what I
would have expected a porn film, and probably what many others would as
well, when you think of the 1970s. But Hayes brings us to some cool
spots, the actors deliver some fantastic dialog AND we get bass player
fucking scenes as well. WHILE PLAYING a guitar like a bass. That is
badass. I'm not even a bass player, but it's still badass. STRUM ON,
YOU CRAZY DIAMOND.
HOT LUNCH has a near perfect opening scene as we enter on a diner, a
flasher and a couple that fucks in a car while a woman eats an ice cream
cone and a crowd of porn stereotypes gathers around them. Fat leering
guy. Horny couple. It's fantastic fun and definitely a wink and a nod
to all the raincoat crew of 1978 that we are all just here to watch some
sex and the playing field is equal in the land of spank!
A luckless loser of a dude played by Jon Martin starts working at the
Hot Lunch diner, but doesn't have a long run of it, since he ends up
cooking a cop's dinner while Sharon Kane (who wears the butch look
really well here) and her hooker girlfriend have sex with utensils on
the floor beneath him. Talk about a hard start!
His girlfriend meanwhile, just wants disco dudes and does she ever get
some from getting down, going down and riding up and down. Our hapless
hero just can't win. But you can take the bass playing schlong slinger
scene to the bank, it's hilarious. And Martin can't win even at home as
she tosses him out because he can't dance and if ya can't dance then
you are no friend of mine. Ah, to fall victim to rejection from a
frosted facial full of fury...ouch!!
Seriously, told off like this. "You are gonna pay, and you know why,
because your a SCHMUCK!" I mean, you got 'fro guy, Santa and angry
glazed gal all in your grill. This is a bad day.
Can it get worse? Nah... it's time for our man to RISE to the
occasion. And he does in ultimate porn expectation cinema tradition.
He sells encyclopedias and works HARD to sell them.. This hooks him up
with a ruthless business woman that wants to capitalize the cock and
ride it to the top! And hey, why not...
When this is part of the job interview, you gotta just stand tall and represent.
There is more talking and gesturing and screwing in several charming
positions and formations to be had from Hot Lunch, and you know that
Hayes isn't taking anything too seriously. We have characters like
ditzy Tish and sexy Salome double teaming our man which leads to the
best reason to watch Hot Lunch. You've dug Baby Rosemary, you want to
skip to the best part of Hot Lunch to finish out the night... jump to
53:40 or so and while it isn't sex, you need to see this epic
confrontation.
In an endless series of one ups and yo' mama rhythmic line reading we get treats like...
"Don't let these fancy clothes and proper English fool you, I could fuck an arm!"
OH YEAH???
"I've had his thing so far into my cunt it's lucky I didn't get brain damage!!!"
OH YEAH????
"I drank enough of his nut juice to drown a fucking whale!"
Amazing... I'm not sure how you win this round of OH YEAH, but it sure
is entertaining. Don't overlook this HOT LUNCH and remember, this guy
can fuck the meat clerk and get the chicken free!!
Another finely presented winner from Vinegar Syndrome scanned from 35mm
camera negatives, it looks great, it gives you two VERY different films
and for horror fans, gives a glimpse beyond the GRAVE...OF THE VAMPIRE,
John Hayes.
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