This pseudo-documentary takes the viewer on an enjoyably seamy whirlwind tour of porn and prostitution, with individual segments on a rural roadside bordello (the madam of this establishment sells dirty pictures on the side and stages cat fights between her girls for the clientèle's amusement), street walkers, males hustlers (the sequence with a guy cruising a Port Authority Bus Terminal men's bathroom for sex is absolute gold), high class call girls, and smut photographers. Directors John and Leon Amero really pile on the basic exploitative goods: We've got copious distaff nudity, bizarre live shows, S&M (yep, there's the inevitable whipping session, plus a transvestite dominatrix!), topless dancing, and plenty of tasty footage of dingy 60's New York City in all its grungy glory. The hysterically solemn narration spews forth a wealth of crazy and hilariously dubious "facts" while the narrative unfolds at a snappy enough pace. The ubiquitous 60's sleaze cinema duo of Michael and Roberta Findlay pop up in various small roles as well as do a few voice-overs throughout. The documentary format makes this one informative and entertaining in equal measure. The groovy jazz score hits the swinging spot. The stark black and white cinematography provides a suitably scroungy look. A satisfying walk on the seedy side.
Review of Lusting Hours
