I’m a talking head in this new documentary.
The interview was done about four years ago.
I went to a screening tonight at Paramount and ran into my old friends Crissy Moran, Bill Margold and Mary Carey.
Mary kept saying, “I love Luke!” Nina Hartley turned to her at one point, wrinkled her face and said, “You do?”
The most heartbreaking part of the movie — and there are many parts that will make an ordinary person cry — is watching Raylene, the ex-Vivid girl, rejoicing with her beautiful family, including young children, describing her struggles to pass the real estate exam, only to find out that she is back doing scenes and has brought her husband with her.
I sat on the panel afterward with Nina Hartley, Amber Lynn, Bill Margold, Crissy Moran, and company and I thought that no matter how much we may disagree, and it seems like Nina Hartley and her husband Ira Levine and I disagree on everything, we’ve been inextricably bonded by our experiences in the roller-coaster of the industry. We each bought a ticket and we each took that ride to dizzying heights and crashing lows. And now we’re old and sagging and not so many people want to **** us anymore.
I got some action from my uncle Ron Jeremy who played “Hava Nagila” on his harmonica and for the Catholic director, Ron played “Amazing Grace.”
