Choclate Crotch Trip
- 1969
- 32m
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Surprisingly rough gay softcore from Dick Fontaine
While certainly not holding a candle to mid-'70s S&M fair, Dick Fontaine's THE CHOCOLATE CROTCH TRIP is a surprisingly nasty softcore gem from '69, a period more known for its coy and carefree posing films and "danglies" than PERILS OF PAULINE-style S&M. Recently revived by Exploitation.TV, it's a long-lost artifact of early gay erotica worth rediscovering.
The plot (perhaps "set-up" would be more appropriate given the minimal narrative) is classically simple: finding a disoriented and disheveled young man stumbling around a desert road, a carload of guys pulls over to offer assistance. Realizing that the young man appears to be on a bad trip, the boys sit him down and offer him some water while trying to bring him out of it. Cue transition to the guy's acid-trip fantasy, which comprises nearly the entirety of the film.
Again discovered wandering in the desert by the group of men (now attired in garish dimestore period costumes that fall somewhere between Greco-Roman and Ancient Egyptian), our poor hero doesn't have things turn out quite so well this time, as the guys strip him naked, tie him up, and administer various forms of light torture. First leaving him nude to roast in the sun, the gang next cools our hero down with an (implied) golden shower, before smearing his crotch with chocolate syrup and leaving him next to an anthill. It's pretty heavy stuff for 1969, though the film's depiction is of course quite mild by today's standards. Nevertheless, for closet sadists, it's still bound to generate a thrill, and it remains shocking to this day, even when viewed outside contemporary context.
Production values are low, with camera-work of the plant-and-shoot variety, a technique that results in much of the action transpiring in long-shot. Still, given the surprising abundance of frontal nudity provided by the cast (many of whom are naked for much of the film), this technique has its benefits, and doesn't detract from the action as much as one might expect (though more close-ups would still have been welcome). Crude wipes are accomplished via painting or drawing on the negative or print itself, and, combined with the garish, George Kuchar-style costume design, achieve a pleasingly ramshackle, underground aesthetic – a perfect complement to the provocative and surprisingly open embrace of taboo embodied in the film's subject matter.
The plot (perhaps "set-up" would be more appropriate given the minimal narrative) is classically simple: finding a disoriented and disheveled young man stumbling around a desert road, a carload of guys pulls over to offer assistance. Realizing that the young man appears to be on a bad trip, the boys sit him down and offer him some water while trying to bring him out of it. Cue transition to the guy's acid-trip fantasy, which comprises nearly the entirety of the film.
Again discovered wandering in the desert by the group of men (now attired in garish dimestore period costumes that fall somewhere between Greco-Roman and Ancient Egyptian), our poor hero doesn't have things turn out quite so well this time, as the guys strip him naked, tie him up, and administer various forms of light torture. First leaving him nude to roast in the sun, the gang next cools our hero down with an (implied) golden shower, before smearing his crotch with chocolate syrup and leaving him next to an anthill. It's pretty heavy stuff for 1969, though the film's depiction is of course quite mild by today's standards. Nevertheless, for closet sadists, it's still bound to generate a thrill, and it remains shocking to this day, even when viewed outside contemporary context.
Production values are low, with camera-work of the plant-and-shoot variety, a technique that results in much of the action transpiring in long-shot. Still, given the surprising abundance of frontal nudity provided by the cast (many of whom are naked for much of the film), this technique has its benefits, and doesn't detract from the action as much as one might expect (though more close-ups would still have been welcome). Crude wipes are accomplished via painting or drawing on the negative or print itself, and, combined with the garish, George Kuchar-style costume design, achieve a pleasingly ramshackle, underground aesthetic – a perfect complement to the provocative and surprisingly open embrace of taboo embodied in the film's subject matter.
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- Davian_X
- May 5, 2016
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