Co-Ed Fever

A lot of plot and little sex. That would be broadly the conclusion for Co-Ed Fever. It is not that I dislike the purely cinematographic application in adult cinema, especially if it is fun and contains some bright gag. The real problem is that if I had gone to a film room in the year 80 to see a crazy comedy, I would never have chosen this film, but rather a mainstream comedy of the time (there were lots). Co-Ed Fever is supposed to have fulfilled a ratio of acceptable pornographic scenes for the public that sought this gender in particular, but this really does not happen here. Perhaps there are five complete (I repeat: complete) explicit sex scenes (not counting the recurring final orgy), and the rest is pure plot, pure argument. Dialogues and more dialogues for a story that has its grace, of course, but that seems to forget its authentic essence.

I am aware that, on the one hand, that was the greatness of adult cinema in that golden age, and I will always be a defender of that type of plotted pornography, but I think that Gary Graver (a kind of Ernst Lubitsch of adult cinema) has sinned here by being pretentious. Even so, I recognize the great mastery of this director (Summer Camp Girls, Center Spread Girls, Amanda By Night, V The Hot One and Indecent Exposure... among other greatnesses), and I fervently recommend viewing it without further prejudice or objections.