the BABY (not the mom) on the Ivory Snow boxes? At least that's what I always heard.

"Behind the Green Door" was the first porn film I ever saw... $1.00 double feature with "Deep Throat" at UMass Amherst in about 1975. I was so wasted and it was the funniest movie I ever saw. I mean, really, close-up, slo-mo of all those dicks climaxing... I'm still laughing!

As Mr. Knight said, the films had scripts and plotlines. Those were the first things to go when porn became big business.

It's become so synthetic and inhuman. Every woman has to have huge silicone implants. All the guys have to be buff; in the old days, the males in the films (all apparently members of the Friends of Italian Opera who financed and made all the money from the films) looked bumbling and stupid, but human.

Today, wherever they shoot the film, and whatever they briefly wear, modern porn performers are disconnected from anything real people might do. They might as well be those plastic-looking dolls people make with the Poser program.

That aspect, at least, makes porn like mainstream Hollywood movies. Stallone and Schwartzenegger appeared in porn; when you look at most of their movies, they show the same disconnect with reality.

At any rate, modern porn insists that sex is something that only emotionless pros with killer bods should attempt. You're pleasuring yourself to the movie in the darkness of your living room because you, the civilian, aren't good enough to have genuine sex. Makes the entire situation depressing.

Thanks for that insightfull commentary on the the Mitchell Brothers.Keith. Like almost anyone who lived in SF and was involved in anything from art, to freedom of speech, collective representation in the work place, to environmentalism, the Mitchells were well known and I no doubt bumped into 'em at various functions or just walking to work past the O'Farrell.

I prefer the word "eroticism" to "porn" in hopes to retrieve the concept from the hopeless clutches of the anti-sensualists who seem intent on dictating our morals via legal concepts having more to do with our ancient past rather than the modern human who we are becomming.

Was it Vonnegut who said the definition of porn is "someone elses erotic art"? If he didn't he probably could have, and I can't help but think the Mitchells would agree. cheers.

http://www.snopes.com/risque/porn/chambers.asp

to murdering rapist rubbish. If you got ripped off at a porn theater, that's the least of what you deserved.

I bet you would like it to be called 'eroticism' and claim Vonnegut said it. Anything to salve your rotting conscience of its complicity in institutionalized rape.

You can say he was murdering, you can say he was a druggie, and he objectified women and set back women's rights, but rapist? Any proof to that statement, or is all sex rape because women do not have the capacity to consent in a male hierarchical society?