During my recent convalescence I read an excellent article on Werner Herzog in April 22’s New Yorker. At around the same time I spoke with Atomic Vixens director Ron Royster as he was making his way by car toward El Paso.
Read the New Yorker article, and then you will understand why I had every reason to believe Royster was going to dip below the border and never be seen again.
(Royster is fine and back in North Carolina now.)
Read the Atomic Vixens review here.
Previously: Royster to Los Angeles: I’m a fool to do your dirty work; Rikki don’t lose that Royster (fleshbot); Texas’ Asshole Massacre (just because)
See also: VCA, Eroticist Films
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