Which years were the Golden Years of X-Rated Cinema? That's debatable.
The Golden Years of magazines covering X-Rated Cinema, however, were definitely the 80's.
Cinema Blue, published out of New York, and edited by Joyce James, shook the book shelves for a number of years. It couldn't hold a candle to Adam Film World or ACR (Adult Cinema Review), but it did score occasionally with some primo examples of raw smut.
That's Ashley Brtton aka Stacey Donovan adorning the front cover, but the lass in the monochrome pic above is not identified in the mag.
This potent black and white image says everything most porn is trying to say, although few exhibits possess the erotic power of this gem.
The effervescent Christy Canyon was an 80's phenomenon and incredibly personable in every sense. Her most recent adult film appearance was in 2007's Big City Sex, a sad waste of time.
Speaking of sad, it gives me a creepy feeling seeing John Holmes with arms wrapped tightly around these three young gals. WPINK-TV ('85) was shot two years after Holmes learned that he had contracted HIV. He made this and countless other films with the knowledge that he was a ticking time bomb.
Very hot black and white pic from the set of David I. Frazer and Sveltlana's incredible "Hawaiian Trilogy" which included Pink Lagoon, Hanky Panky, and Surrender in Paradise (all '84).
The smoldering Raven (who owned Taboo American Style) is far left, and that's Lois Ayres aka Sonda Stillman beside her, with Stacey D. center.
Top left issue (the SOLD OUT one) featured the late, beautiful Shauna Grant, who took her own life in '84.
Porn ads totally typical of the era.
An interesting rumor did the rounds at this time concerning the real reason Stacey D. entered the porn industry. Vague sources speculated that she was an FBI plant, injected into the business to gather "intelligence".
Always sounded like an awful lot of trouble to go to.
Well, she did end up being an informant for the idiotic Meese Commission, and was subsequently shunned by the industry.
The '84 Driller, which was directed by Cinema Blue's editor, Joyce James, attempted to capitalize on Michael Jackson's Thriller and Rinse Dream's Cafe Flesh. It failed on both counts.
Rear cover of the September '85 issue.
I always find it amazing how quickly porn seem "old". Probably has something to do with the frantic turnaround of talent and disposability of the product.
Still, this was an age when producers tried a little harder.
Today, the producers exercising a modicum of care can be counted on a leper's hand.