The PleasuresDudes, Denver's way-past-prime-time adult TV celebs, were invited to work the green carpet last weekend at the Los Angeles premiere of Poultrygeist. See their slideshow here; their upclose and personal account of the green-carpet capers continues below (read part one here):
The green Troma carpet heated up when Amber Lynn, a classic porn star, walked up and the first thing I, Rusty Boner the PleasuresDude, said was, “Why didn’t you call me?” She pretended not to hear my plea, so I asked, “Princess, what brings you to the premiere of Troma’s Poultrygeist?” She was just sitting around when our friend Ron Jeremy convinced her to come, Amber replied, then told me that she and Ron just finished filming We Are the World XXX – I think it’s an Xmas video. (I ended up sitting by Amber in the theater and touched her a couple of times!)
Then the one-and only Eli Roth, creator and director of Hostel and Hostel 2, came strolling by. We took a picture (above) and then the first thing I said to him was, "How did you become such a sick motherfucker?"
Eli said he’d watched scary movies his whole life, was tired of watered-down horror films and wanted to get back to the roots of true horror. He loved films like the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Shining and other films that put the blood and guts and killing into a movie that would really scare you! When I asked how he came up with the ideas for the Hostel films, he told me that as a college student he would backpack a lot in foreign countries and he would go to hostels and bars where nobody spoke English and he knew they were talking about him and he thought maybe they could even be contemplating killing him! Then one day he was on the Internet and found a website that he wasn’t sure was real, but it said that for $10,000 you could kill a person.
Going on to a more totally sweet note, Eli recommended these films as favorites (and the PleasuresDudes agree): Phantom of the Paradise, by Brian De Palma; Susperia, also by De Palma; the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre, of course; and also followups to Susperia: Inferno and Mother of Tears. Eli also recommended that horror fans get the book Nightmare USA. After Eli told me about all this cool stuff, he signed my porn skateboard and got some popcorn and a seat in the theater.
A very large-breasted chick chick strolled down the green carpet; she seemed to be moving her ass in a very specific sexual motion! I waved her over and asked, “Who might you be, Princess?” And she replied in a little baby voice, “My name is Elsa Gray and I play the girl who’s dancing and exposing my tits in the first couple of scenes.” With that, I Rusty the Crazy PleasuresDude, gently touched her major-league yavhavoes. I told her they felt pretty good and she smiled, and said she also produces movies. Look for her film Jessica Rabid coming out soon!
Then Ron Jeremy walked up and said, “Don’t worry, boys, I have two nice nineteen-year-old up-and-comers for you after the film.” I laughed.
Well, the movie was about to start, so we got our reserved seats next to Ron and Amber and then those two girls squeezed in next to us – and Ron Jeremy set it all up for us. Yeah, Ron! Our review of the movie tomorrow! -– PleasuresDudes Out
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