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...interest of reviewers. The opinion of many of them, including me, was that there might be a meeting of pornography, which had quickly established a kind of artistic pedigree, and Hollywood, which was striding toward explicit sexuality. That was also the belief of Deep Throat's writer-director, Gerard Damiano, who said in 1973: "If it's left alone, within a year sex will just blend itself into film. It's inevitable...
...take my word for it. Listen to the Inside Deep Throat testimony of Damiano -now 76 and a Florida retiree, his trousers pulled nearly up to his tits, old-man style. "You had to be there," he says. "You had to be there. I'm thrilled that I was there. And I thank God I had a camera...
...Damiano's camera could be turned on, but if the actors weren't, he'd have no blue movie. (Blue, don't ask me why, was the word to describe a dirty joke, an aching scrotum or a pornographic film. Two stag-film collections that opened in 1970 were called A History of the Blue Movie and Hollywood Blue.) Where was a director to find people who would consent to be photographed having sex? And where would he find sex workers who could convincingly play roles -act -in a feature-length, talking picture...
...best, however, Inside Deep Throat depicts real human foibles and pathos with unerring honesty. The clips of Damiano and his wife, for example, when she berates him not only for his original role in the making of Deep Throat, but also for his cooperation in the documentary, could not have been improved had they been scripted and rehearsed by professionals, and would have lacked the ring of truth...
...Eyes of Tammy Faye, I couldn’t help but be swayed. By the end of the documentary, I found myself ruing the death of avant-garde art at the hands of mass-production and censorship, even as I still struggled with the classification of Lovelace, Reems, and Damiano as “artists” of the first rank. Inside Deep Throat, with its attempt to portray the American tragedy of the rise and fall of the self-made man (and woman), overreaches and ultimately misses its mark, but provides a thoroughly entertaining portrait of pornographic pop culture...