There was a Deep Throat Part 2 starring Linda Lovelace, and there was a Deep Throat II starring Krista Lane with her fiery red hair and conical tits.

Few have probably seen the sequel to Deep Throat starring Lovelace, www.arrowfreedom.com. But the movie for which Lane won a Best Actress Award had greater recognition and distribution thanks to the VCR age. The Lane movie, filmed in 1988 in Washington D.C., and directed by Larry Revane, shows if nothing else, that the battle against pornography remains timeless and the arguments against it often repetitive and amusingly unoriginal.

As Laura Liplock, Lane plays the wife of Jamie Gillis, a crusading, tight-assed senator who’s bent on bringing down porn with his infamous Liplock Commission. The Nick Manning of his day, Michael Knight, is also on the panel as well as a young Ron Jeremy. As an evangelical preacher, Jeremy’s thumping, moralizing and pontificating provides the main thrust and ammunition of the report.

Eric Monte, porn’s resident geek of that era, provides a couple of amusing moments when he tells the commission how he raped farm animals because porn made him do it. Then Monte asks if he can keep the car which was on loan to him in exchange for his outrageous fabrications.

Jeremy, as you would expect, is funny and off the wall- a performance which lends him, if nothing else, a treat at film’s end- a threeway that includes Samantha Strong who went on to become the Best New starlet that year.

Rumor has it Steve Saydian, aka Rinse Dream, wrote the script which sets up various confrontations of ideas in and around the usual bedroom horseplay. Sheena Horne, probably all of 18 at the time she did this movie and porn’s resident cupcake of the late ’80’s, plays a liberal psychologist with a far differing view on porn than the other witch hunters on the commission. Lane and Horne are best friends so you can expect the requisite lesbian scene. However Lane’s beset by conflict and inner voices- her mother being a famous porn star, Lillian LaRue- a thinly disguised caricature of Lovelace herself.

As the title of the film’s song goes, Like Mother, Like Daughter and Lane’s compelled to gritty alleyway trysts with strangers off the street when she’s not dutifully serving her husband in the bedroom with sanctioned intercourse. However it’s Lane’s intelligence and persuasive ways in the non deep throating dept. that has her husband tearing up the report.