Erotic heat is eschewed in favor of cold mechanics. Lords’ expression throughout is the very soul of vacancy. All this is missing from TRACI, I LOVE YOU. In recent years, several television documentaries on the Lords scandal have featured dialogue scenes from Traci Lords’ underage performances – and those brief snippets show a charm and natural ease before the cameras. The European location of this film, which was certainly intended to display “class,” just looks gauche and gaudy in its shot-on-video countenance. The buoyant personality and sexy-woman-in-the-typing-pool looks are replaced by a cold, big-haired 80’s worldliness.
Whatever it was that made Lords a superstar is all but absent from this interminable exercise. Bangin’ the boss only brings in dancing gigs, until she finds herself in the clutches of an obsessed photographer who lures her in to his den of sin and shame…or something like that. That film was TRACI, I LOVE YOU.Ī big-haired blonde bimb…erm…bombshell travels to Paris to take her career to the next level. Lords made only one adult film after turning 18 – and it became the Holy Grail. You see, it turned out that the world’s biggest sex star was actually an underage strumpet for the bulk of her very prolific hardcore career. The few who hadn’t heard of her soon would as 1986 came to a close.
Lords was, without exaggeration, the only porn star since Linda Lovelace to become a household name. Friends’ fathers worshiped her, school kids whispered her name, and every time I got up the courage to peer through the curtains of the “forbidden zone” of our local Ma and Pa video store, Miss Lords’ pouty face looked back from the covers of countless video boxes. I was only about 8 years old and rather sheltered during her heyday, and even I was aware of her notorious nubility. It’s very difficult to explain to anyone under the age of 35 what a huge star Traci Lords was in the early-to-mid 1980’s.
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