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The Deeper Throat Reality Show - a review; Episode Three; Vivid PM: “Sunny Lane’s a Pig”
Thursday, April 2nd, 2009 | Deeper Throat TV Show, From Gene Ross | No Comments
Sasha Grey
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Vivid’s auditions to find a new Linda Lovelace included over 25 girls. Thomas was pretty high on Sarah Vandella, but the brash east coast blonde from Episode Two stormed off the set when P.T. suggested she try doing a Great Garbo reading with her script. Meanwhile, Shailar Cobi, the production manager calls Sunny Lane, who also auditioned, a pig.
“And she gave a lousy reading,” P.T. adds.
“These girls are not knocking me out,” states Hirsch quite candidly as he’s watching the auditions on tape in his office. Hirsch who only wants to look at girls who can deep throat, feels his time is being wasted by the meeting.
“Steve is putting a lot of pressure on me to get a brand new script,” Thomas is saying to the camera.
Briana Banks shows up to do a scene. According to her, she’s been shooting with Vivid since 2001 and is noted for having the longest legs [36-inches] in the business.
“I’m one of the biggest names in porn,” Banks also says in a moment of obvious humility. But she’s unaware of the auditions. Banks in her scene is being choked, and this gives P.T. an “epiphany”. He’s immediately on the phone with Hirsch and suggests they now make remake Deep Throat as a murder mystery whereas before he tried incorporating it dismally with the Cinderella store.
“I think Ray’s [Ray Pistol] expecting a comedy not that I really care,” replies Hirsch who seems to be in agreement with Thomas as far as the choice of Sasha Grey. A meeting later in his office with Grey pretty much concludes the matter and makes it official.
“She has a dark, smoldering quality,” Thomas is agreeing. “She seems so anxious to walk on the edge.”
Grey, who’s never worked with Thomas, wants to be in bigger projects.
Jayda Fire, a black performer, also wants to audition when she learns of the project.
“If you can deep throat Voodoo you can go to the top of the list,” Thomas assures her.
“I can do this, P.T.” says Fire but Thomas insists she’ll hurt herself.
Voodoo gives her a thumbs-down.
“She couldn’t cut it,” he tells Thomas.
“Jayda’s not right but Sasha Grey could be just perfect,” says Thomas summing it up for the camera.
The remainder of the episode is fairly much occupied with the making of Where The Girls Aren’t 19 which Patrick is going to direct with an assist from Dave Navarro. Hirsch learns of these plans to incorporate Navarro when he has a meeting with Patrick and Evan Seinfeld at their house.
Actually, Hirsch is pretty much told by Patrick that she’s going to direct and his initial reaction is less than enthusiastic.
“I thought you were going to be in it,” he tells Patrick while Seinfeld’s making a pitch for Navarro to come on board. Patrick insists she’s more interested in directing.
“The question is can we get him [Navarro]? Hirsch asks. True to porn, the big build up of Navarro falls flat even though he tells Hirsch on the phone it sounds like an amazing idea.
“Let’s go for it,” is Hirsch’s reaction after the conversation. But Navarro arrives late on the set, and Banks rather than show up on the set, storms into Hirsch’s office when she learns through the grapevine of the Deeper Throat project.
“I’m going to Steven’s, fuck the all-girl orgy,” Banks mutters. She tells Hirsch she’s a little peeved and can’t understand why she wasn’t asked to be involved.
“I’ve only been with you guys for eight years,” she adds.
“I forgot how pretty you are,” Thomas says in a shallow attempt to assuage her.
“Too bad for Briana that we’re not considering Vivid contract girls for the lead,” Hirsch mutters the moment she steps out.
On the set of Where The Girls Aren’t 19, Patrick who’s informed she may have to go it alone is nervous and appears to be swallowing live fish. Seinfeld tells her she’s got to do what she’s got to do.
Ninety minutes late, Navarro makes a presumably token appearance because his story now is that he’s got “a family-thing” and can’t stay. Patrick suspects this might be a bullshit story, and the fact that there might be drama between him and Hanna Hilton is prompting it.
Hilton mentions they met a year or two earlier, that they exchanged numbers but nothing ever came of it. Navarro appears like he didn’t expect to run into Hilton.
“I’d love to be in a position of playing out my sick little twisted fantasies, but I gotta go,” says Navarro, scooting. Patrick’s of the opinion the orgy turned out hot, nonetheless.
At casa Hirsch, Hirsch informs his wife that people from the office are coming over. When she hears who it is, Laurie Hirsch says she has to draw the line that she’s not happy about this because it interrupts dinner which she’s got planned for the kids.
“I’m trying to make this movie,” Hirsch reminds her.
“Everything has to go your way doesn’t it?” she asks.
Hirsch isn’t happy with the script. He’s obviously not happy with P.T.’s burrito which he grabs out of Thomas’ hand. But he is thrilled with Sasha Grey who makes a grand entrance down the staircase like Gloria Swanson in Sunset Boulevard.
And, yes, porn fans, Evan Stone actually dresses like that in public.
The Deeper Throat Reality Show - a review; Episode Two
Tuesday, March 31st, 2009 | Deeper Throat TV Show, From Gene Ross | No Comments
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Steve Hirsch and Paul Thomas
Even Steve Hirsch’s wife in episode Two winces and draws exaggerated gasps at the mention of P.T.’s initials.
“What’s he doing HERE?” she gasps, learning that Thomas is paying a visit to the house. Thomas in 23 years of working for him has never paid a call on Hirsch privately at his house. Hirsch, set on giving Thomas the bum’s rush, immediately comments on the sorry state of P.T.’s shoes and tells him he looks like he hasn’t slept in three days. Later in bed [shirtless], Hirsch is reading the script to his wife’s annoyance. She admits she never watches any of the Vivid movies. Hirsch used to make that very same point as well.
“I read scripts when they’re important,” states Hirsch. “This is one of the stupidest scripts I’ve ever read in my entire life.”
“Have you taken a look at P.T. lately?” Laurie Hirsch asks, gritting. Hirsch later berates P.T. on the job he’s done.
“It’s not very good- it’s a poor attempt. You’re going to have another script that works and get it done now!” If not, Hirsch tells him he’s got other guys lined up to take his place.
Now, is this all a preposterous goof? Or is there something to the 1,000 yard stare P.T. exhibits in his efforts to sell Hirsch on an impossibly bad rendition of a new Deep Throat? Who’s to say. But if it’s a gimmick, it’s certainly well played and quite believable.
And Robert Interlandi, Arrow’s marketing director, who’s being something of a gadfly in Hirsch’s ointment, comments that P.T. is Hirsch’s “playtoy”.
The series as it unfolds pits Arrow Productions Ray Pistol “The porn baron from Sin City,” in a battle of wits with Hirsch which is now being settled by lawyers from both sides. Pistol at least on camera calls Hirsch’s attempts “badgering”. Hirsch on the other hand is convinced he’ll talk Pistol into an agreement or die trying.
As far as the reality series is concerned, Hirsch wants to remake Deep Throat and calls it the biggest movie in the history of the adult world. Hirsch has probably seen those $600 M Deep Throat revenues being quoted and wants a chunk of that pie. Thomas, though, at one point concedes it might be “difficult” to get the rights to a classic like Deep Throat.
“If we don’t have the green light on the project, I’m going to forge ahead anyway,” declares P.T. which gives you pause to wonder about keeping agreements.
Pistol in his next meeting with Hirsch brings a gun.
“Gee I hope those things aren’t loaded,” Hirsch observes.
“They’re not designed for you at this point,” Pistol responds. “Las Vegas is more wild west.”
Hirsch brings along a portfolio of girls to show Pistol that’s he’s serious about continuing with the project but doesn’t want to go any further until he gets a signed deal.
Checking out the folder, Interlandi tells Hirsch he already doesn’t like the first couple of girls and Hirsch gives him a look that could emaciate. Hirsch then asks Interlandi if he’s got a hand in picking girls.
“Yeah but I least I’ve got taste,” Interlandi tells him which prompts Hirsch later to say Interlandi’s “a total moron- I don’t know how we’re going to do business”.
Pistol’s willing at least to give Vivid the opportunity but says he’ll make his own version if they fuck it up. But even Hirsch voices surprise that Pistol gave him the go-ahead.
Nonetheless, Interlandi holds his own casting call, and the guys who generally show up for bukkakes, show up to this one.
“I knew poor Robert was going to be looking at a lot of dicks,” laughs Pistol.
In one segment, Interlandi “takes one for the team” by sexually auditioning a female aspirant. Pistol imagines that Interlandi got more than he bargained for.
“You get the good, the bad, the ugly, sometimes a gem.”
Meanwhile Hirsch’s wife is nagging him about seeing a movie, demanding they spend some time alone.
“I deal with movies all day,” Hirsch tells her.
“These are real movies,” she says. Good point.
In another subplot, unbeknownst to them, Vivid contract girls Meggan Malone and Hanna Hilton are auditioning for parts in Deeper Throat. It’s already been established that Malone had dated Hilton’s boyfriend Jack Venice [maybe three times] who’s now doing a stretch on a rape charge.
Hilton’s also got a few catty remarks to deliver about Malone aided and abetted by Thomas who, like a Shakespearean Iago, doesn’t mind fueling the flames and rubbing some salt in the relationship wounds.
Malone says dealing with the issue is like high school, while Hilton feels that Malone’s sticking a knife in her back. Then she comments how she enjoyed her scene with Manuel Ferrara and knows that Malone’s going to get her “sloppy seconds”.
Thomas has now organized a formal casting call and is using porn performer Voodoo as the literal yardstick of success to determine whether a female performer gets hired. Sunny Lane’s one of those auditioning and feels she impressed the director. Another girl who practically chokes on her dialogue, doesn’t fare as well. And most can’t read a script for shit.
Marci Hirsch, Hirsch’s sister, is of the opinion there are no stand outs as far as beauty but feels they’ve found girls for supporting roles. Neither is Thomas all that crazy about what he’s seen so far.
For the lead, P.T. says he’s looking for a girl next door which was Linda Lovelace’s mysterious appeal. Though P.T. doesn’t sound like he was too excited about Lovelace.
“She was the freckle-face girl next door.”
Thomas says he’s facing an age-old conundrum- does he hire the girl who delivers the best sexual performance or the one who can deliver the lines the best. He feels a combination of the two is what he’s after.
An east coast blonde from New York named Sara comes off cocky and abrasive [Thomas likes her attitude], and Sara tells Thomas sarcastically how he can check her references and deep throat skills.
“The art of deep throat is not to gag and being really accepting of the cock,” Sara theorizes. Which is what they basically teach you in school.
“Sometimes I can get the balls in there, too,” she snarls. “Sometimes I can get down so far that the balls get in my mouth. It really is that serious.”
Sara explains she learned to do it being on the dance circuit and that college was a “fucking waste of time”.
“You’re good,” Thomas tells her thinking earlier she might be a possibility. But soon he and Sara lock horns. She can’t take direction and doesn’t appreciate his critique of her reading.
“Who wrote this?” she wants to know. “I’m intelligent. I’m not an actress. I suck and fuck.”
“You’re starting to act like Mae West,” P.T. tells her.
“Who?
“You know who Mae West is?” Thomas asks
“She’s a little bit before my time,” answers Sara caustically.
Thomas suggests Sara try some Great Garbo in her lines.
“You know who Greta Garbo was?” he then asks.
“No, these people are fucking dead, man!” Sara shouts. “You’re asking me about people my grandfather used to fuck.”
Sara waddles off naked in a monumental huff. Nevertheless, P.T. thinks she’s got something and wants her in the movie.
Thomas is excited about re-making Deep Throat and wants to combine it with Cinderella- which will probably happen as soon as they come for him with a straight jacket and a glass slipper.
Sasha Grey interviews next and Thomas, calling her porn’s new IT girl, has wanted to meet her. Grey figuring that she won an award for oral, says that part of the audition [with a sex toy] should be easy. [But, coyly, none of these demonstrations are ever viewed on camera.]
Honored to audition, Gray, not sure that she got the part, says the first time she ever sucked dick, she was able to deep throat, so she’s probably a natural.
Hirsch’s got an appointment with Kelli McCarty and continually emphasizes the fact to who’s ever within earshot that she was a former Miss USA. A 1991 Miss USA, however, back when she was blonde and obviously a lot younger. As she looks now, McCarty, a nice woman, reminds you a lot of Devin Lane.
“This could be a big deal for us,” Hirsch tells his wife who’s badgering him about keeping a Friday night engagement with another couple.
“It’s never been done before. But I realize it’s not as important as Friday night.”
“When Miss USA decides that she’s going to make a porn movie, people are going to really talk about it,” Hirsh tells McCarty in their conference.
McCarty who can’t escape ongoing references to her former glory, either, says if someone had asked her to do porn back then she would probably have said no.
“But never say never.”
McCarty tells Hirsch that if she’s going to do this, she doesn’t want it to be some sex tape that’s found and sold. [Probably meaning a celebrity tape.]
“You never see celebrities come to you and say I need a career change,” Hirsch chimes in.
“I just want to make a change and I have an idea for a script,” McCarty says.
“This is a genre that would enable me to be a part of this project from beginning to end- let’s make a movie!”
“I’ve never directed a film with anyone the caliber of Miss USA,” an obviously impressed P.T. later intones. “Miss USA is going to get fucked in my movie!”
Thomas now annoyed with everyone asking him how the “fucking script” is coming, wonders if McCarty might be an acceptable lead for the Deeper Throat project.
The Deeper Throat Reality Show - a review; Episode One
Friday, March 27th, 2009 | Deeper Throat TV Show, From Gene Ross | No Comments
Steve Hirsch and Robert Interlandi
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Stroy by Gene Ross at www.adultfyi.com
If Kismet is hell, than Kismet brought Arrow’s Ray Pistol and Vivid’s Steve Hirsch [pictured] for a dance together in the fire.
I say “together” in the sense of a reality show which has been airing on Showtime. The Showtime project was put together by the World of Wonder guys Fenton Bailey and Randy Barbato- the gents who did such an illustrious job with the documentary, Inside Deep Throat. Whereas Bailey and Barbato now do an even better job in bringing the inside, inside drama of the adult business to the screen with Pistol and Hirsch slugging it out over the re-making of Deep Throat, an idea which Pistol has had on the plate for at least the last ten years I’ve been talking to him about it. And Pistol, just as long, has been searching for a new Linda Lovelace.
Prompted much by what apparently happened during the behind the scenes of this Showtime mini-series, Pistol is now suing Hirsch, as we speak, over Hirsch’s creation of Deeper Throat. And to tell you the truth, I’m still vague on some of the issues.
Pistol never struck me as the kind of guy who would just relinquish control to something he holds close to the heart, and why he now does this is never really made clear on screen. Although the behind the scenes agreement that brought this Showtime deal to the table was Pistol’s apparent consent allowing Hirsch to produce a new Deep Throat with Pistol being given the first right of refusal to buy it.
But you never get the sense of that except when Pistol says on screen if Vivid screws it up, then Arrow will take their shot.
To that extent is Pistol’s edict to his employees to come up with their own version and cast for a new Deep Throat within a week. In one sequence Pistol auditions a girl named Ariel Kent, and after a thorough gynecologic examination concludes she has what it takes to be the next Linda Lovelace.
The first episode begins with Hirsch chatting with AVN’s Paul Fishbein at the AEE convention telling Fishbein that he needs an encore to the hits he’s had with the re-makes of Debbie Does Dallas and The Devil in Miss Jones. Ever the showman looking to do a bigger and better show, Hirsch hits upon the idea of re-making the all-time adult classic, Deep Throat and wants to talk to Pistol whose company Arrow owns the rights.
[The Butchie Peraino geneological history of Deep Throat is thus explained by Pistol.]
Hirsch has never met Pistol, and this isn’t surprising. I’ve always said that if the entire industry attended a party, half the room wouldn’t know the other half. But the fact that Pistol and Hirsch have their first conversation inside Arrow’s Deep Throat Corvette [a huge reproduction of the Linda Lovelace deep Throat poster is emblazoned on the hood] on the AEE show floor smacks a little of contrivance.
Needless to say, Pistol, a grizzled gent but always a man of his word, ain’t too keen with the idea Hirsch is pitching. But Hirsch is annoyingly persistent and feels he’s the only one who can bring it off. This idea set in motion, the reality show now plays like the Beverly Hillbillies with its notions of big money and societal opposites, all imagined with the Frank Capra touch.
Pistol is obviously Jed Clampett, and Hirsch is Mr. Drysdale. The Capra touch is Pistol being the aw shucks kind of guy who might be mistaken for the country rube that he really ain’t. And, in Capra fashion, Hirsch is playing it obviously with great relish like the city slicker out to connive him. So sets the mood.
“I’m an old marine and in no mood to be fucked with,” snarls the shotgun-toting Pistol at one point in dressing Hirsch down. In other words, he’s showing who’s boss. The only thing missing is the jug and the banjo music whenever Pistol’s on camera because that’s the impression the storyline lends of the man.
On the other hand, Hirsch must also be given credit for being an astute businessman much like Pistol.
[Pistol’s take of himself is that he’s an unconventional businessman which is putting it rather mildly.]
And while Pistol’s not living in a shack by any stretch, Hirsch dwells in this modern Versailles-like residence where he and his wife are kind of like the Marie Antoinette and King Louis XVI of the porn business. And this is as much a statement of the industry’s hierarchy of the haves [Hirsch’s sister Marci is seen driving a white Rolls Royce], have-nots and almost haves.
In another segment, it’s mentioned that Paul Thomas who’s directed for Hirsch over 20 years [“way too long,” mutters Thomas] has never been to Hirsch’s house, which if you understand the business and its inflated, artificial sense of personal values and distancing, makes a lot of sense.
To put it all in the right perspective, however, these are all merely pornographers, and they hire “models” who suck dick for a living. Though no one ever seems to get that point across in all those glorifying documentaries about porn.
In the early stages, Hirsch berates PT’s efforts in writing a Deep Throat script telling him he’s got a lot of guys waiting in the wings to take his place if Thomas can’t deliver on a good story. The initial script Thomas comes up with stinks in Hirsch’s estimation, although Thomas is blindly enamored with his own efforts at combining Deep Throat with a Cinderella storyline.
[Someone might remind PT he already made a porn version of Cinderella.]
With Hirsch’s merciless hectoring, Thomas goes back to the drawing board and next comes up with a murder mystery with blood being spilled.
“I think Pistol had a comedy in mind,” Hirsch quips with a dead pan expression. [Thomas most of the time comes off like a space cadet who’s still orbiting in space.]
Hirsch is taking a meeting with Pistol in Las Vegas and flies there on a private jet. Hirsch, his wife and sister are met with a stretch limo provided by Pistol and, from the get-go, Hirsch and Robert Interlandi, Arrow’s marketing manager, are locking horns.
When asked for his opinion, Interlandi, who’s take is that Vivid is “The Evil Empire,” tells Hirsch he saw the re-makes of Debbie Does Dallas and Miss Jones. Apparently Interlandi in flippant fashion didn’t think too highly of those projects judging by his quick-kill put downs, and Hirsch reacts in kind with Marty Feldman’s bug eyes.
[Freeze frame moments of an astonished Hirsch abound in this series.]
Hirsch later makes the comment that Interlandi’s “a moron,” and Hirsch’s wife acts like this is all beneath her dignity to begin with.
Hirsch? He’s right along with her especially when one of Pistol’s strippers attempts to give him a lap dance, and Hirsch shoos her away like a pesky house fly.
“I’m trying to do deals here,” Hirsch keeps reminding his wife every time she flashes annoyance that business calls him to the office.
Because Hanna Hilton [a short haired blonde who wears extensions when performing] might be signing as a Vivid girl, Hirsch, quicker than you can say Octomom, is ready to cut his Vegas meetings short and get back to LA.
Adding a bit of irony to this subplot is the fact that Hilton’s boyfriend is Jack Venice who’s now doing life on a rape charge in Washington. During Hilton’s initial meeting with Hirsch, Venice’s opinion is solicited as though it’s valued as highly as a member of the presidential cabinet. We later discover that one of Venice’s earlier paramours, Meggan Malone, is now also a Vivid girl.
You can’t make this shit up on a soap opera.