Ahhh, the wide and varied world of pornography…

I think it would be fair to say that I have collected more than my fair share of porn over the years.

It started out innocently enough. A few classics from the 70’s, a scattering of Jenna Jameson videos, a spattering of Hentai… But since those humble beginnings, my porn collection has grown by leaps and bounds.

Want a good recommendation for Bondage clown porn? You’ve come to the right girl.

Want something funny and disarming to watch with your squeamish girlfriend?

Don’t worry, I’ve got you covered.

Want to see a man dressed up as a Minotaur, banging a female matador into submission before being impaled through the heart with her sword?

Well then my little chickadees, you want to watch CAFÉ FLESH 2.

Now, I know everyone plus their grandma has written a review of the original 1982 Café Flesh, and for good reason. As one of the most innovative porn movies of its day, it is a must-have classic for everyone’s collection.

But what about the sequel? Is it any good? Can it possibly compare?

The answer my dears, is yes.

Directed by Antonio Passolini, the new café flesh takes place some 20 years after the first. It’s more on the silly side than straight-up-freaky, and a LOT more lighthearted. There is a fun, psychedelic feel to it that is good for couples, but still kinky enough to be interesting.

The first thing that snagged my attention was the intro. A little backlight skeleton toy, dancing to the creepy tune of a music box while the even creepier narrator fills you in on the plot.

Beautiful.

The visuals themselves are geared quite a bit to the original audience of Café Flesh (that is to say; art students, Goths, industrial kids, post-apocalyptic aficionados, etc.) and keep up their end nicely.

For those who aren’t familiar with the original, I’ll quickly summarize the plot:

After a horrific world war, the combination of radiation and bio-warfare kill off most of the world’s population. Those left alive are grouped into two categories. There are the sex negatives (98%) and the sex positives (2%).

The sex negatives (or “neggies”, as they’re called) cannot have the pleasure center in their brain triggered without experiencing severe pain, nausea, or even death. The sex positives (or “possies”) are immune to the problem, but are rare and hard to find.

Since the world has devolved into an anarchistic society, the ones who have risen to power (apparently a small society of club owners) send out scouts to round up all the positives and force them to perform sex acts on stage. These take place in strange, cabaret-style nightclubs. The positives have no choice, and they are considered the property of whatever club they are drafted into.

To be continued…