Friday 6 January 2012

Money From Home (1973)

Money From Home (1973)
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Size : 700MB
Resolution : 640x480
Duration : 00.58.56
Director: Emilio Portici
Writer: Emilio Portici
Stars: Marc Brock and Carol Connors
From the back of the box
Money from Home (directed by EMILIO PORTICI). Three fun-lovin’ fools — Mark, Jim, and Larry — meet a trio of sloppy whores who strut their stuff. The fellas learn that nothing makes a woman hornier than a hundred dollar bill. The guys get their money’s worth as the semen flows like blood in a Dracula flick.

Busy porn thesp Marc Brock stars (uncredited) as Mark (spelling inferred), visiting Chicago with 2 pals, who has a phone number for Mary (Connors) and invites her to bring 2 friends over in an hour. When they arrive the next hour is the 6 performers having sex, with no preamble and even minimal small talk. It's that kind of 1-day wonder picture.

Surprisingly, the filmmaker signed this junk (Emilio Portici is his porn handle). I saw one of his films theatrically, the better-than-average THE EIGHTEEN CARAT VIRGIN, but MFH is strictly storefront filler.

Connors, looking prettier here than in her breakthrough film DEEP THROAT, is paired with a tattooed muscular guy, who I presume must be her husband Jack Birch. I watched her looking for a resemblance to duo's famous offspring Thora Birch, and fans of American BEAUTY will recognize a vague, staring-into-the-void manner of gaze that she might have inherited from her untalented parents. It's a druggy look, but I'm positing genetics instead.

This is another example of how selective memory elevates the early/mid-1970s to a so-called Golden Age amongst porn addicts. In fact there were hundreds of all-sex time-wasters like this film then, just as there are millions of all-sex videos produced in a more lucrative/porn-friendly current environment. The convenient cherry-picking of famous titles from the era and disregarding the 99.9% chaff surrounding them is akin to young mainstream film buffs who think the 21st Century is an exciting time for filmmaking, focusing on a handful of films by Nolan, Aronofsky, Fincher and the like amongst many thousands of unwatchable junkers, especially in the "indie" movement.

Latin/jazz score is effective backing the very monotonous sex visuals, and includes a nice rendition, heavy on the bass, of "Comin' Home Baby", written by jazz bassist Ben Tucker.


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