
Beaver Street: A History of Modern Pornography

Beaver Street: A History of Modern Pornography
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ISBN-13: | 9781900486842 |
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Publisher: | SCB Distributors |
Publication date: | 12/01/2011 |
Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
Format: | eBook |
Sales rank: | 918,868 |
File size: | 587 KB |
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Chapter 1: How I Became a Pornographer. Even now, thirty -five years later, I can see myself sitting in the Mini Cinema, on Forty-Ninth Street and Seventh Avenue, just off Times Square. I was a twenty-one-year-old college senior–a veritable innocent–transfixed by grainy images on a movie screen. I was watching a chubby, though not unattractive, young woman, a "Danish farm girl," as she'd been described, being fucked by her dog, a collie named Lassie. It was only my third porn flick, but it was definitely the most interesting one yet. Unlike Deep Throat, which I'd seen a few months earlier and found shocking and bizarre, though hardly erotic, or It Happened in Hollywood, which featured a sex scene with Al Goldstein, the obese, barely functioning publisher of Screw magazine, Animal Lover was real and intimate... too real. The dog and the woman were hot for each other, familiar lovers, fucking with passion, as if there were no camera present. The woman would go on to make love, somewhat less successfully, to her pig and her horse. An alternative City College newspaper called Observation Post, or OP, had sent me to the Mini Cinema to review Animal Lover; the editors felt that the film was a work of artistic transgression worthy of critical attention. And based upon the merits of the dogfuck alone–"the most erotic scene in any of the porn movies I've seen"–my critique was positive. Reading it today, however, I'm struck only by my naïvete and the fact that I didn't even come close to capturing the deranged essence of what was really happening in the film. But that didn't matter at the time. Soon after my Animal Lover review was published in OP, the staff anointed me editor-in-chief–because they believed, in those waning days of the Vietnam War and Richard Nixon, that, based on this callow bit of critical writing, I was well qualified to carry out the paper's newest mission. Though OP was founded in 1947 by World War II veterans and evolved in the sixties into a radical journal of antiwar politics–the voice of the SDS and Weather Underground– by the time I enrolled at City College, the paper had mutated into a blunt instrument primarily used to test the limits of the First Amendment. OP had become a student-funded incubator for an emerging punk sensibility soon to burst into full flower; it was an anarchist commune whose members performed improvisational experiments with potent images and symbol
Table of Contents
Authors Note ix
Prologue A Kid in a Candy Store 1
Chapter 1 How I Became a Pornographer 5
2 The Invention of Phone Sex 11
3 I Found My Job in The New York Times 17
4 High Society 21
5 The House of Swank 43
6 The Secret History 67
7 Natural-Born Pornographers 85
8 The Accidental Porn Star 103
9 Divas with Beavers 117
10 So You Want to Talk About Traci Lords? 129
The D-Cup Aesthetic 165
Epilogue The Skin Mag in Cyberspace 173
Final Words The Naked and the Dead 185
Appendix A Prelude to Modern Pornography 195
About the Author/Acknowledgments 205
Index 207
About this book 214