Fisherman's Luck (1970) Online

Even by the low-bar standards of 1-day wonder softcore cinema, Fisherman's Luck is 100% mediocre filler. I pity the porn fans of 40 years ago who sat through this one off Times Square.

It's one of the Cosmos Films series, bankrolled by theater owners headquartered on 8th Ave. in NYC. Of course that was nothing new - film companies cranked out movies for their own theaters until the Paramount Consent Decree forbade that practice in 1948, arguably one of the key dates in American film history. Later in the '70s I recall General Cinema backing a series of unsuccessful star-studded stinkers (THE DOMINO PRINCIPLE, VOYAGE OF THE DAMNED, CASSANDRA CROSSING) to have product for their chain.

One of porn's most familiar faces, Gerard Broulard, toplines under the alias of Paul Jones as Bob, a guy out by a burbling stream with his pal Tom for a carefree day of fishing. The fish are in no danger, as the boys end up on handy blankets with a series of four extremely willing women, simulating sex, in rather boring fashion.

The first three sex scenes have Broulard going through the motions, never threatening to get a hard-on, with three attractive women. Unfortunately, the action is repetitive and as photographed (very crudely, in natural sunlight with shadows & all) the girls are interchangeable -just an excuse for genital closeups of the then popular "split-beaver" persuasion. Gerard Damiano's excellent documentary CHANGES explains in detail what was permissible (and therefore de rigeur) on-screen back in 1970, and FL conforms.

Final sex scene is Tom finally getting some from a 4th gal who calls herself a "wood nymph", and the action is just as boring as before.

This is as cheap as it gets -no sets in the all-outdoor format; three of the girls have zero wardrobe -introduced already in the nude and ready for action; crude sound editing and harsh direct-sound recording or MOS shooting; boom mike appearing not at the top of the frame but right in the middle of the frame early on.

With the women reduced to primary sexual characteristics only, focus of the film falls back on the men. Broulard is presented as indefatigable, satisfying three women in succession. He is aided by the fact that an erection was a no-no at that time, and that anything like a money shot was off in the future. The other guy, played by an unidentified actor using pseudonym Tom Beck, displays an adequate package and little else. Anonymous director has him conveniently talking to himself (for the viewer's benefit) before his big scene with the wood nymph.