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Long out of circulation, Deep Throat Part II was conceived as a soft-core sequel to the highly successful Deep Throat. The film was written and directed by sexploitation virtuoso Joe Sarno and shot on 35mm in the New York City area in early 1973. It was released in the U. S. in early 1974 with an MPAA "R" rating and quickly disappeared; porn journalist Al Goldstien, writing in Screw, called it "the worst film I have ever seen." The existing U. S. version of the film now on DVD is bowdlerized; the Italian DVD release version contains the film's original soft-core sex scenes. There has long been an urban legend that the film was shot hardcore and that the hardcore sex scenes were "stolen" while the film was in post-production; this claim seems extremely dubious and director Joe Sarno himself has insisted in interview that only soft-core sex scenes were shot for the film. Deep Throat Part II is Linda Lovelace's second feature film (she only officially starred in three). A young Judy Tenuta (comedienne) has a walk-on cameo. The film is one of Sarno's rare comic efforts and contains an unusually polished soundtrack featuring tunes written by, among others, former members of Jay and the Americans.
It boggled my mind to learn that the adult cult classic Deep Throat
spawned five sequels. Right off the bat, the original film was unheard
of and it's beyond clear that they just couldn't leave the idea alone.
Deep Throat: Part II is, in short, miserable; a pointless exercise that
even a devoted fan of the original could hate, as it trudges by in
eighty-eight minutes, giving newfound respect to softcore films shown
late on Cinemax that actually show something. I speak not as a person
wanting to be pampered with intimate closeups of breasts and other body
parts, but when a pornographic film feels so scared to show a simple
breast on screen is where the line needs to be drawn.
Deep Throat was, in short, a fun movie. It was funny when it needed to be, corny practically all the way through its runtime, and somewhat arousing, even as its scenarios and lines of dialog were blatantly asinine. Deep Throat: Part II is about as soulless as modern pornography and, frankly, feels more like making a regular film than a pornographic one. This is fine by me, any day, if the film (a) didn't borrow the name, actors, and strange humor from its predecessor and (b) didn't have such a lackluster, unfathomably uninteresting storyline.
The film stars Linda Lovelace, once more, who, during Deep Throat, boldly exercised the rights of sexual freedom and women's choice. She plays herself again, working as a nurse for the sex doctor named Jayson (Harry Reems, who returns in a far less amusing role), with the goal to get all of her clients to have some sort of pleasure during sex that either never existed or was simply never recognized. Her latest man is a geek named Dilbert Lamb (Levi Richards), who is working intricately with the government to run a powerful computer that stores unprecedented amounts of confidential and personal data. In order to obtain the data, Linda must become romantically involved with Dilbert, leading to chaos and uncertainty with organizations like the CIA and the FBI that are heavily guarding the computer.
It would appear that the plot got the best of Sarno (also the writer), as he seems to show more of an interest in finding out where a story like this could go rather than providing some levels of arousal, humor, or consistency in the story. I continue to run into the quandary of trying to grade Deep Throat: Part II as a piece of erotic filmmaking because not only is there nothing erotic about it but it doesn't even seem to want to be known as softcore film, despite its label, title, and actors.
Even if I try to grade this as simply a B-movie with mild erotic undertones, I run into a complete lack of interest with its material and writing. The only thing more depressing than watching a bad movie is seeing clearly cheery actors succumb to the bad material on screen. After watching Lovelace and Reems bring incomprehensible hilarity and fun to the original Deep Throat, seeing them half-baked (which may not be just in terms of their performances) and lackadaisically going about their similar characters again with a Z-grade script is entirely disheartening.
This is an uncompromisingly boring, horrifically inert softcore movie that makes you question and rethink calling it a "softcore movie." A softcore movie, by definition, contains scenes of sex that are shot with a sense of conservatism, being that they do not show all of the human body at work in bed. For as sex-obsessed as its predecessor was, Deep Throat: Part II shows no signs of compassion or interest in its subjects or the sex they could potentially be having. Even a scene of three characters getting dressed is burdened by an unnecessary speed-up in editing. If only the entire film could be burdened by that style of editing.
Starring: Linda Lovelace, Harry Reems, and Levi Richards. Directed by: Joseph W. Sarno.
Deep Throat Part II (1974)
BOMB (out of 4)
Nurse Lovelace (Linda of course) and Dr. Jayson (Harry Reems) get involved in a government conspiracy as they try to bring down a man known as Dilbert Lamb. It turns out Lamb is harboring a secret government computer so Lovelace must use her magic to try and help.
DEEP THROAT broke into the mainstream and became a huge success even though it was a hardcore porn film. There's no question that it was a major game changer so obviously a sequel would be a no-brainer. Joseph W. Sarno's DEEP THROAT PART II is pure exploitation at its very worse. The film is basically a R-rated attempt to try and cash in on the success of the first film.
There were rumors for years that it was shot as a hardcore picture but these sequences were stolen by the Mafia. There are rumors that it was meant to be shot softcore because Lovelace refused the sex. There are all sorts of rumors out there about the film but as it stands this is basically just a screwball comedy with nothing going for it. When I say nothing I really do mean nothing because there's really not much sex, there's no laughs and the entire thing is just very annoying.
Even if they didn't advertise this as a sequel to the hardcore legend the film still wouldn't work. The entire story is just downright dumb and doesn't make for any entertainment. Even worse is that the comedy is so bad that you just find yourself sinking into your seat. Even worse is the fact that Reems, Lovelace and even Jamie Gillis are just wasted. Poor Lovelace has a beautiful smile but that wasn't what people were coming to see.
DEEP THROAT PART II probably made some quick cash at the box office but it's a really horrible movie that doesn't have anything going for it.
*** This review may contain spoilers ***
Daffy nurse Linda Lovelace (an appealing portrayal by the extremely cute Linda Lovelace) works for libidinous goofball sex therapist Dr. Jayson (broadly played with delicious eye-rolling gusto by Harry Reems). One of the patients she is treating is Dilbert Lamb (an engagingly nerdy turn by Richard Livermore), a meek geek who's harboring the plans for a top secret government computer. Both the KGB and CIA alike attempt to enlist Lovelace in order to obtain the data on the computer. Noted soft-core writer/director Joe Sarno is in an atypically playful and lighthearted mood here: he relates the hilariously ridiculous plot at a constant swift pace, nicely mines an amusing line in amiably silly humor, maintains a breezy tone throughout, and really pulls out the stops with the off-the-wall slapstick conclusion. A prime cast of familiar East Coast hardcore cinema veterans have themselves a field day with the cheerfully inane material: Jamie Gillis, Marc Stevens, and Tanya Tickler as bumbling CIA agents, David Davidson as the handsome and mysterious Ken Whacker, Helen Madigan as the ditsy Bonnie Smiley, the ever-adorable Chris Jordan as seductive Russian agent Sonya Toroscova, and Tina Russell as lascivious old bag Aunt Juliet. Look fast for stand-up comedienne Judy Tenuta and the legendary Georgina Spelvin in bit roles. The groovy score by Lou Argese and Tony Bruno hits the get-down funky spot and keeps things bubbling along. George Quinn's lively cinematography boasts lots of snappy pans. A real riot.
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