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The study of philosophy tells us that when you define something, its opposite also becomes true. So, if there exists something called hot, there must exist the opposite of hot, or cold. If there exists fast, there must also exist slow. You get the point.
In 1972, the film "Deep Throat" defined the fact that a woman's clitoris could reside in her throat. That means that somewhere there must exist the opposite of that. But what is the opposite of a clitsophagus? Apparently it's a blabgina. Released in 1975, "Pussy Talk" stars Penelope LaMour as Joelle, a woman who discovers that within her second pair of lips resides a very opinionated, very sharp-tongued entity. The main problem with this set up (as if loquacious labia weren't bad enough) is that the entity has no filter and a poor sense of timing, which makes for all kinds of awkward social interactions. Of course, because it's porn, they all lead to sexual encounters, which is good for you, the viewer.
The classic scene in this one is the dinner party where Joelle's pussy gets bored and decides to take matters into its own hands – by using Joelle's hands on itself. There she sits, solitary, in plain view on the couch, running her finger through her hairy slit. Talk about a party foul (and possibly two if you're opposed to hairy snatches.) As Joelle's friskiness hogs the g-spotlight, everyone suddenty stops to watch the spectacle. Her hubby Eric (Nils Hortzs) is understandably horrified and starts to doubt his ability to satisfy her.
He calls in a shrink (Ellen Earl), but Joelle's slit siren begins talking smack to the good doctor. Its persuasive ways lead to shock on the part of the shrink and to part of the shrink being shocked – namely with a thorough ass fucking from Eric. After that, she approaches Joelle and temporarily appeases the pompous pussy with a good licking.
From here, the film takes a decidedly strange and more sexual turn. Thanks to a press conference by the doctor, word about Joelle circulates around town and she becomes more or less a circus freak in the eyes of the general public. To escape the attention, she and Eric retreat to her childhood home where she begins to have flashbacks of her youth. Beatrice Harnois plays the young Joelle as she recounts abuse suffered at the hands of her step-father; trying to lose her virginity to her boyfriend only to give it up to a Pinocchio marionette (a must-see); fucking her high school teacher; and seducing her priest at confessional.
When a sleazy reporter (Vicky Messica) discovers her whereabouts, Joelle takes refuge at her Aunt Barbara's (Sylvia Bourbon). However, the reporter, who desperately seeks an interview with Joelle's pussy, pays Barbara off to get access. When Joelle recovers from her sedation, she goes home where Eric fucks the entity out of her. However, the act has a very, very strange result. As per usual, you must watch to find out what transpires. What we can tell you that it's very wacky and it spawned a sequel.
Pussy Talk is fun and entertaining, but also very sexy. It's one of the truly great films in all of adult cinema, not just the French side of things. It won the Grand Prize at the first and only International Porn Film Festival in Paris during the summer of 1975. Unfortunately, in an attempt to clamp down on porn, European governments levied hefty taxes on filmmakers and production houses forcing massive budget cuts. Projects that began as ambitious endeavors often ended up as back alley afterthoughts. It's a damn shame, really.