The coming end of the world (most recently scheduled for Saturday, May 21) got me thinking about the great Gerard Damiano/Georgina Spelvin movie “The Devil in Miss Jones.” It was made at a time when porn movies felt the need to at least try to be high concept: On her way to a suicide’s Hell, nice girl Spelvin learns that, if she is heading South anyway, she could have dirtied up her life more.
When she gets to Hell in the final scene, its depiction is starker and more chilling than that of most big-budget hells, which tend to make the audience think, “You know, Hell looks pretty sexy—it might not be so bad.” That’s right: “The Devil in Miss Jones” is one of the only porn movies without a happy ending.
The best sex I had in my teens was when my condom broke and there were still six hours before my girlfriend could get a morning-after pill. As you are perhaps aware, morning-after pills are not at all pleasant. But we fucked with a condomless abandon in that 6-hour interim that was all the more special because she knew she’d be puking later.
(Oh. Wait a minute. All my girlfriends puke later, if not during…)
With the option for your last-minute repentance nullified by the simple act of your reading this website, my suggestion is that you take Miss Jones’ advice and live a little before the Rapture comes.
Previously on Porn Valley Observed: “The Devil in Miss Jones” review
See also: The Rapture: judgment day imminent … if US engineer has calculated right
Definitely one of those 70’s downer endings (and beginnings!) but as you say, well worth the watch.
I had forgotten about this formative movie, which I saw as a teen. Kept me for awhile from a life of good lusting. I’ll have to watch it again.
Thanks for the oldies but goodies.
Mistress Serene