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Exactly like Terrence Stamp reprising his role from “Poor Cow” 32 years later in “The Limey,” ex-con Ashley Blue reinhabits her character from 2003’s “Bitches Behind Bars” in “Escape from Women’s Prison.” (Scientists have proven that five years in porn is like three decades in the outside world - just look at 2006 AVN Performer of the Year Sassy McSassypants.)

Escape from Women’s Prison

This is a story about redemption.

Matt comes home to find stranger Ashley Blue smoking a cigarette. “Dad’s not home,” she says.

“Who the fuck are you?” he says.

“An old friend,” she says, exhaling. “You’re pretty cute. They’d like you in prison. Would you like to see my pussy?”

Thus begins Escape from Women’s Prison, a movie that neatly straddles the gap between a B-movie you wish had more sex in it and a porn movie you wish didn’t look so much like a goddamn porn movie. And for Ashley Blue it is the role of a lifetime, an excellent example of her self-fulfilling prophecy style of acting: she speaks abusively and is then fucked abusively.

She forces Matt to fuck her “prison style.” You see, she has been there.

“Suck my toes, Prison Boy,” she says. “Don’t rip my stockings, though. I got them for free when I left prison.”

Then:

“Get off me! Is that the best you can do? Don’t make me reach up there and slap you! Come on, you worthless fucker! Do I have to fuck myself? What are you doing? Am I too creepy?”

Yes, Ashley. Prison has made you creepy. Because Escape from Women’s Prison is actually an updating of 2003’s Bitches Behind Bars, a movie that Powers said was not edited the way he would have liked. So he took footage from the original movie, which starred then-porn neophyte Blue, and updated it with new scenes, using the old movie as flashback material.

Blue is paying Matt a visit because his father (Johnny Thrust) was the incompetent lawyer of her prison girlfriend, Maggie.

In flashbacks, we meet Maggie and Blue’s fellow prisoners. We share Blue’s anguish at having to make her own marital aids in the prison woodshop.

“Is this a shank?” a guard asks, holding a sharpened baseball bat.

“No,” she admits. “It’s a dildo.”

Naturally, the guard makes her prove it. And he’s not the only one. Warden Rod Fontana shows a different side from his genial Skipper. In fact, there are no prison employees who don’t take sexual advantage of the inmates. It is hard to believe in such circumstances that California’s prison guards have the gall to threaten to recall Governor Schwarzenegger for more pay. Look at the perks!

In all, the new scenes look better than the old ones (save for a nice bit of bluster from Fontana), and the update provides a rare look at how five years looks on a porn performer. For Blue, who never got implants, the half-decade interval seems to have not happened at all.

She and Thrust (whose day job is as Powers’ production manager) are the only cast members who return and, as far as I can tell, only they, Ben English, and Fontana are still in the adult business.

So why has Blue visited the home of her prison buddy’s lawyer? For some horrifying revenge. But you should see the movie to find out what that is.

Studio: Powersville
Director: Jim Powers
Cast: Ashley Blue, Jasmine Lynne, Maggie Star, Egypt, Ashley Moore, Rafe, Ben English, Rod Fontana, Johnny Thrust

Review by: Gram Ponante

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Original post by Gram Ponante

Well, when I suggested I profile this movie, the kinfolk said, “Move away from there.” Because the great Kaiser Soze conundrum of our time is how to classify the fluid that comes out of women on porn sets—and, you know, in life. Luckily, “Liquid Gold 16″ is not about “female ejaculation” or “squirting” - it’s about urination. Something people do every day, after the cake fart enema. (Note to the squeamish: all liquid has been removed from the post-gap images.)

Director Jim Powers is an auteur who can be trusted to “go there,” and here he has compiled bits and pieces of scenes and backstage shenanigans to make up the 16th installment of a series that’s got conservative porn producers pissed.

But it’s not like Powers tramples fragile sensibilities willy-nilly.

“Don’t let the property owners see you,” he advises the (now retired) Lana Croft as she squats over a sink.

One would be mistaken to think that performers roll their eyes when Powers asks them to urinate, as if everything else they’ve done that day is somehow less graphic. In fact, when Chelsea Rae breaks in on Croft, Rae takes the sink next to her.

The disc includes golden outings by Holly Wellin, Sophie Dee, Serrena Marcus, Adrianna DeVille, and Sindee Jennings, whose aim and output is considerable. You may be wondering about the camera glare in Sindee’s scene: that is the reflection off a plexiglass screen placed over the camera, which Jennings soaked from 15 feet away. And she isn’t in the Olympics why?

Never say Fleshbot is too highbrow for you.

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Original post by Gram Ponante

We wondered why it took “Fuck Truck” so long to arrive, what with all the “Bang” Boats and Buses out there and the “Autobang Sluts” and the Mile-High Club and “Dirty Aeroflot Honeys” (Well, we made up that last one, but at least we didn’t say “Mopedophiles”). Then we realized that “Fuck Truck” was cast-off or deleted footage from other movies, which is why it lacks what Pauline Kael called “truck continuity.”

Shot by Jim Powers, “Fuck Truck” at the very least has some larger-than-a-car conveyance in each scene, and I guess you could say that the movie, filmed in part as a behind the scenes look at a recent tour of the punk band The Bad Samaritans, is a kind of travelogue.

And without “Fuck Truck,” the world probably wouldn’t have been allowed to see cutting room floor footage of the impaired Holly Wellin cavorting in the desert. You’d think she went to Wellesley College!

And it’s not that Brooke Scott, Cassidy Blue, Desire Moore, and Holly Wellin aren’t exactly the type of people I’d want along on a road trip, I just think that having a truck in each scene is a weak concept for a porn movie. Unless the talent is having sex with the truck.

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Original post by Gram Ponante

Audrey Hollander is surprised when her yearly gyno checkup gets too familiar: “Any tenderness? Pressure?” The doctor asks about a hundred times. If I were Hollander, I would have had my HMO authorize anyone other than someone named “Dr. Probe.”

While the cover of “Dr. Probe’s Lab of Perversion: The Demon Gynecologist of the San Fernando Valley” promises a sardonic porn right up the alley of writer/director Jim Powers, Hollander’s scene is so awash with dark editing program background music that it’s hard to figure out if Powers intends us to laugh or just be creeped out; the cover suggests one, the movie suggests another.

The inappropriate gynecologist is certainly Porn’s version of the Nazi scientist, but we are made to wait to decide whether this is a fleshier version of “Little Shop of Horrors” or “Marathon Man.”

I talked with former AVN editor Rebecca Gray.

“Are you asking me if women think of gynecologists like the hot pizza delivery guy or pool cleaner?” she asked. “No. (The gynecologist’s office) is a different space for your head to be in.”

Hollander’s face registers growing alarm as the doctor takes his sweet time down there.

“I think I dropped something,” he calls, sniffing his fingers. He begins inserting all manner of objects.

“Is everything OK, Doctor?” she asks as he inserts a glass dildo in her anus. “I haven’t been sexually active in three months.”

“That’s a shame,” he says. Finally, we get to the porn.

Dr. Probe, after rolling up a fucking machine, does the job himself.

“Is it supposed to feel this nice, Doctor?” Hollander asks.

“Just a natural human reaction,” he says. “The instruments can only do so much.”

I finally decided that the movie was a comedy and just the soundtrack needed to go. Kudos to Hollander who did a nice slow burn, and to Powers for trusting an audience with a longish scene.

Next up is Sindee Jennings as the patient and Seth Dickens as Dr. Probe. The production does not skimp on medical equipment. Sometimes it’s hard to be a woman.

“I’m actually feeling a little bit uncomfortable, Doctor, “Jennings says. “It just feels like you’re doing the same things over and over and over.”

What makes this movie earn an A for effort is its token attempts to make things look on the up and up for at least a minute or two.

That more or less goes out the window when quintessential porn dude Dirty Harry appears as Guatemalan Doctor to the petrified Cindy Crawford. He speaks Pig Spanish all the way through his scene and at this point the movie becomes high camp (which isn’t a bad thing).

Finally, Otto Bauer’s scene with Chelsea Rae retreads old ground, but it’s still funny. When the good Doctor is finished, he says, “Now get dressed, clean up, and fill out those insurance forms.”

This movie is highly entertaining as a collection of scenes that happen to take place in a doctor’s office, but something is added (especially in the early scenes) when lip service is paid to something real; that’s when “Dr. Probe” gets menacing.

- Review by Gram Ponante

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Dr. Probe’s Lab of Perversion

Studio: Powersville/JM
Director: Jim Powers
Cast: Audrey Hollander, Sindee Jennings, Dirty Harry, Cindy Crawford, Otto Bauer, Chelsea Rae, Seth Dickens, Johnny Thrust

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Original post by Gram Ponante

Maybe you’re like me and thought “Runaway” was a Night Ranger song and had to be reminded that it was Bon Jovi who sang about how daddy’s girl learned fast all the things he couldn’t say.

But I don’t think Daisy Tanks has parents; I think she sprang fully pierced from the ground.

Read our review of the punk rock document “Little Runaway 2″ after the gap.

Little Runaway 2

Studio: Powersville
Director: Jim Powers
Cast: Daisy Tanks, Desire Moore, Scarlett Pain, Paris Gables, Holly Wellin, Rob Rotten, Drehyden, Jenner

Review by: Gram Ponante

One of my favorite directors is Jim Powers, whose punk rock and pop culture sensibilities always find a way into any movie he directs.

But he always stays removed enough so that his earnestness never backfires on him. In other words, he never succumbs to the notion that he’s making art when he’s in the entertainment business.

That is not to say that the non-porn elements of his movies aren’t compelling; in fact, they are usually the most watchable non-porn scenes in porn. They are just not redolent of the director’s need to justify his career in Filth.

Sometimes the pendulum swings so far back into the “entertainment” category that he leaves the camera on during painful backstage episodes. His Porn’s Most Outrageous Outtakes series captures many of these, but porn is such a playground of morbidity in general that there’s an undercurrent of it in every movie he does. If fans of mainstream porn call what he does exploitive, he might argue that all porn is exploitive.

So what does somebody like Powers do when he makes a movie around a subject — punk rock — that he genuinely cares about? Little Runaway 2 is definitely a dirtier, sexier movie — the sex scenes, anyway — than any of the altporn Powers compares it to in his press releases, although companies criticizing “Alt” at this point (Adam & Eve’s Independent Adult Cinema has been doing it recently) is like beating a dead horse.

A series of scenes revolving around last year’s Punkfest 2007, Little Runaway 2 features people with the hair and the wardrobe and tattoos that seem more integral to their personalities than the poseurware Powers et al have an issue with.

Daisy Tanks, Scarlett Pain, and Paris Gables really walk the walk and fuck the fuck, rutting in dirty warehouses, buses, and on questionable mattresses. The movie also features performances by several angrily aging punk bands, including Powers’ own, Killroy.

I could have done without these performances, but real fans of SoCal punk, especially those who wouldn’t normally buy porn movies, might well love this as a pretty reliable document. In the behind the scenes featurette Powers captures drunkenness and belligerence, as per usual, and Rob Rotten’s scenes with Daisy Tanks and Scarlett Pain made me think of alleys and back rooms of every dive-y, dangerous club I’ve ever found my feet sticking to the floor of. And that’s a good feeling.

But the “Clockwork Orange” riff at the beginning of the movie falls flat; I’m sure there was a reason to use those Kubrickian sets and costumes beyond their availability from The Violation of Chelsie Rae, but availability of the sets seemed the primary reason.

(And the droogs in the previous movie were women, which was a plus.)

In the end, Powers is filming his friends, with some sex representative of their lifestyle thrown in. In that I would want to do similar things to Scarlett Pain as Rob Rotten does, Little Runaway 2 reaches into my Gordon Lightfoot/Ronnie James Dio world and makes me regret tossing out that mattress I got scabies on.

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Original post by Gram Ponante