Okay, so much to unpack here.
First of all, these are awfully high-falutin’ reviews for a dirty movie. “Clarifies fantasy as a natural experience,” good grief. Just tell us how many penises there are.
This bi-coastal exhibition graced the screens at the 55th Street Playhouse (which had a heck of a history, starting life as a stable in 1888 and now serving only as a delivery entrance for a hotel) and Nob Hill Cinema in San Francisco.
You’ll be delighted to learn that the Nob Hill Theater (on Bush Street, if you can believe it) is still very much alive! These days they’re hosting events like “Circle Jerk with a Porn Star.” A friend of ours worked there for a bit as a jizz mopper. They’re good folks.
Also of note: a rave review from “Michael’s Thing.” Unclear if this is a publication or dirty euphemism.
“Hand in Hand Films” is no longer the occupant of 1697 Broadway, but you’ll be glad to hear that the building is still is showbiz: