Carol
(Head) Doda stars as a former stripper trying to make it big as a country
singer. Carol gets her big break after saloon
owner Georgina Spelvin fires the headliner (Serena) after she’s nearly raped by
the bar patrons. Her opening night is
ruined when the audience begins chanting, “Take it off!” and a drunk rips the
chesty Carol’s top off. She then tries
to regain the courage to go back on stage and sing her heart out.
Honky
Tonk Nights is a crude sexploitation flick that cashes in on the country and
western craze of the late ‘70s. Its
chief asset is the solid cast of porn starlets and ex-strippers trying to “act”
while still getting naked at the drop of a hat.
(Well, Georgina keeps her clothes on, unfortunately.) I’m not sure if you’ll care about the
characters or their various hardships, but Carol and Serena are nude so much
throughout the movie that it’s hard to completely dismiss it.
Director
Charles Webb, a vet of dozens of XXX movies basically approaches the material
as he would a typical hardcore flick. He
keeps the yakking to a minimum and gets to the sex in short order. Webb even manages to spice up the
not-terrible country singing by introducing a little nudity into the numbers
here and there when he can.
Honky
Tonk Nights moves at a relatively brisk pace for most of the scant
seventy-minute running time. Too bad things
pretty much fall apart in the third act.
The needless subplots involving sabotage at a local stunt show and a
crooked businessman trying to steal Spelvin’s bar out from under her bog things
down considerably. Still, as far as “real”
movies from porno filmmakers go, you can do much worse.
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