Spiller Thriller
I have many unsavoury diversions besides horror films, Wretched Reader, and I’ve probably alluded to most of them in this column over the years: true crime documentaries, fart jokes, dangerous food, classical music and, until mortality nearly intervened a couple of years back, an appetite for alcohol that made John Bonham look like a fuckin’ Baptist. But did I ever mention that I also love me some porn? ’Cause you’d best believe I do, although I’m pretty picky about it. In fact, my taste for the stuff is governed more by my dislikes than my likes, and among the stuff I wouldn’t touch with your mama’s strap-on, there’s that curious, one-notejoke pop-cultural footnote, the porn parody.
Edward Penishands, Honey I Blew Everybody, It’s a Wonderful Sex Life, E.T.…
