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Vol. 2, Issue #5 March 30th - April 12th, 2007
Book Review:
Jeremy’s a sloppy looking guy who boasts a 9 &1/2 inch member. Many attribute his success to his less-than-model-perfect looks – that his fans think, “If this guy can get laid, so can I.” A friend of mine pointed out that Jeremy has been in so many porn films that porn fans are used to him; at this point he’s not an intrusion in the fantasy because he’s always been there. The book is a fun and breezy read, but that’s part of the problem. Jeremy has wanted to go legit, but there’s no real mention of the artistic side of pornography, which he worked in, starring in films like the classic “Amanda By Night” and the campy comedy “Ultra Flesh.” The book slowly sinks from an autobiography into a series of extended dick jokes – and don’t get me wrong, a lot of them are damn funny - but it doesn’t make a good plea for his case. In the end, Jeremy seems to be a lonely and slightly bitter man over the fact that he’s never made it completely into mainstream Hollywood, and probably never will, due to his past. The stories go from the gross, like money being collected at a party to get Ron to dunk his famous body part in Rosanna Arquette’s drink, or meeting porn legend Jamie Gillis at the New York orgy club “Plato’s Retreat” while they were both naked and washing themselves at a sink, to the disturbing, such as the strung-out John Holmes informing the police on Ron’s shoots during a crackdown on porn, or his films where he performs fellatio on himself. Overall, it’s an interesting book, but it fits more comfortable on entertainment shelf than it does in the film section with Hitchcock/Truffaut. |
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