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After a concert of the Michael Jackson-like Hot Star (Mr. J) - whom
girls adore by definition while guys think he's gay -, Dan (Dick Howard)
wants to make love to his girlfriend Louise (Taija Rae) ... well, to say
she's not in the mood would be an understatement, she goes positively
frigid on him and gets disgusted by his efforts to get intimate with her.
Later that night (and this might be a nightmare), Hot Star and her dancers
break into her bedroom, he turns into a werewolf and rapes her. Then he
and his dancers take Louis to his dungeon, where she sees several monsters
(and a few people in American president masks) having sex. Finally, Hot
Star (no longer a werewolf) turns up again and has her gangraped. Then she
wakes up in her bed. There's someone at the door - it's Hot Star who needs
a phone because his car has broken down. She invites him in, trembling in
anticipation ... Back in the early 1980's, John Landis' music
video for Michael Jackson's song Thriller was all the rage, because
it was something new: It was considerably longer than the song it
promoted, it carried an actual story, it contained shocks, it was
essentially a genre piece, and it was directed by a (then-)successful
Hollywood director with a genre background. Of course, as a short film it
had little new to offer: Sure, it was a loving genre hommage, and it was
very well-directed, but it also followed genre formulas to the t, featured
next to no character development, and with its atrociously dancing
zombies, it gave the genre a blow from it only eventually recovered. The
film on hand, Driller, is a piece of hardcore porn that does not
spoof Thriller directly but was very obviously inspired by it. And
on the plus side, with borderline frigid Louise, it does feature at least
one character more interesting and multi-layered than all of Thriller's
cast put together. That's about the best thing to say about this film
though, because the rest is just a sequence of fuck scenes interrupted by
the occasional dance number, and while everything is at least narratively
motivated in this one (really!), the scenes themselves just suck: The
monster sex is just disgusting, not because the makeup is so good and
scary, just because it seems rather random and particularly unerotic (and
not in a grotesque way even). The dance scenes - they actually do seem
kind of gay, which does not really help the mood of a straight porn movie.
And the music - Let's just say that by hearing this, you more and more
come to the realization that Michael Jackson (at least his Thriller-album)
wasn't all that bad. All that said, the film still holds some interest
for afficionados of 1980's porn and researchers of porn history, but don't
expect any kind of stimulation.
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