A sexually confused young woman in a session with her psychiatrist relates her tale of coming to New York City from Sweden after being raped by her stepfather, falling in love with a young ...
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A sexually confused young woman in a session with her psychiatrist relates her tale of coming to New York City from Sweden after being raped by her stepfather, falling in love with a young man named Don and then realizing that she is finding herself attracted more and more to women. Written by
Run, Viveca! Run! Preserve your innocence, preserve your youth! Don't let him catch you!
But she wasn't quick enough. She was raped, violated, brutally and viciously. This was the beginning of the end. Beaten and weeping, her virginity was lost forever. To her, nothing was sacred on the altar of lust. Viveca sought professional help. But even the psychiatrist couldn't help her.
I loved Don with all my heart. Our two bodies were as one.
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The rather absurdly named Erotica Lantern stars as Viveca Hansen, an emotionally troubled blonde who recounts her sexual history to shrink Dr. Rogers (Fred J. Lincoln) in a bid to cure herself of lesbian tendencies. In a series of flashbacks, we see how Viveca was raped by her stepfather Hans (C. Davis Smith), found love with stud Don (Harry Reems), and experienced pleasure with Marie (Suzy Mann) and Linda (Laura Cannon). At the end of the film, having heard all of the juicy details of Viveca's love life, Dr. Rogers personally administers his special form of cure, making good use of his psychiatrist couch.
A grubby, low-budget slice of vintage filth from Roberta Findlay, Altar of Lust is a strange beast that uncomfortably straddles the soft-core/hardcore divide, making it hard to see who it will appeal to: it's far too raunchy for those looking for soft-core titillation, it's not quite explicit enough for those after some full-on hardcore action, and for those like me, who mistakenly expected it to be a horror film (I really should do my homework in future), it's extremely low on gore and scares! (ie., there isn't any).
Certain near the knuckle scenes suggest that the performers became very well acquainted with each other during filming, but a lack of revealing camera angles makes it unclear as to whether the sex is real or simulated (I suspect that there was a spot of both); either way, it's all extremely tedious, with endless dull scenes of Reems' hairy ass rising and falling between splayed legs. I imagine that even avid fans of 70s smut will find Altar of Lust hard to watch in one go.
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