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High Rise _sitkaman repost.txt
This was the 336th post made to abdec. It was posted by boogle on January 24, 2005.
I don't have any of the original NFO or cover files that might have posted with this film.
Produced in 1972. English. Run time of 1:05:30. DVD size of 2735.081472 MB.
My original notation on this say that it a VCX DVD, but I think it is really the Video X Pix NTSC DVD.
Posted June 20, 2015 by sitkaman.
IAFD Data
http://www.iafd.com/title.rme/title=High+Rise/year=1972/high-rise.htm
High Rise (1972)
Distributor: Video-X-Pix
Compilation: No
Director: Danny Stone
Minutes: 65
All-Girl: No
All-Male: No
Actresses
Ilse Epple
Jutta David [LezOnly]
Cindy West (as Lori Lake) [BJOnly]
Mireille Renaud [LezOnly]
Barbara Benner (as Samantha Whitney) [LezOnly]
Stephanie Skura [BJOnly]
Tamie Trevor
Darby Lloyd Rains (as Tara Holland) [BJOnly]
NonSex Performers
Arlana Blue (as Angel Spirit)
Geri Miller
Rita Bennett
Sylvia Beenenfeld
Actors
Guy Thomas (as Gus Thomas)
Jamie Gillis (as James Kleeman)
Marc Stevens
Harry Reems (as Richard Hurt)
NonSex Performers
Dave Heenan
John Clemens (as Gregory Pecker)
Sam Ellis
Scene Breakdowns
Scene 1. Tamie Trevor, Harry Reems
Scene 2. Jutta David, Mireille Renaud, Tamie Trevor
Scene 3. Tamie Trevor, Jamie Gillis
Scene 4. Barbara Benner, Tamie Trevor, Jamie Gillis
Scene 5. 2 faceless girls, girl, Cindy West, Stephanie Skura, Tamie Trevor, Darby Lloyd Rains, faceless guy, Guy Thomas, Marc Stevens
Scene 6. Tamie Trevor, John Clemens
DVD Rear Cover Description:
Tamie Trevor is having a tough time with her sex life so her doctor recommends that she have some adventures. Her apartment hopping in search of the same provides the premise, as she wanders through the high rise meeting both interesting and oddball characters. The three way lesbian scene is first rate, as is the scene with Harry Reems, forever memorable in an engineers hat playing with his elaborate train sets. French actress Marielle Renaud appeared in a number of American films and John Clemens (The Devil in Miss Jones) plays Tamie's husband.
IMDb User Reviews:
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0125141/
View from the Top
2 January 2015 | by Dries Vermeulen (Nodriesrespect) (Brugge, Belgium)
Perhaps it was only a monumental streak of bad luck that kept New York native Danny Steinmann from achieving the kind of genre greatness bestowed upon Wes Craven and Bill Lustig to name but two of the most striking career trajectories leading from humble hardcore beginnings to gory glory. Attached to at least half a dozen intriguing projects that for various reasons failed to reach fruition, the three he did manage to complete in the wake of his sexploitation starter proved troublesome little buggers to say the least. The combination of a rough shoot and extensive tinkering at production or distribution level heavily compromised their maker's original vision.
Reluctant to continue down the pornographic path, though the box office success of HIGH RISE assured he could write his own ticket, he befriended make-up artist Stan Winston, then still an unknown toiling away in the trenches, with whom he would collaborate on what was to become Steinmann's grand entrance into mainstream cinema, 1980's ill-fated (and sadly too prophetically titled) THE UNSEEN. Danny's best known as well as final (finished) film, 1985's Friday THE 13TH: A NEW BEGINNING, was actually an incentive the series' producers dangled in front of him as part of a two picture deal that would allow him to shoot the long-awaited sequel to Wes Craven's 1972 seminal rape 'n' revenge classic THE LAST HOUSE ON THE LEFT, another one that got away.
Trawling through Times Square one fateful afternoon in 1972, Danny spotted long lines queuing up to enter the World Theater playing Gerard Damiano's scurrilously successful DEEP THROAT. His interest piqued, he followed suit with HIGH RISE. Steinmann's biggest coup came about as something of a fluke however, simply asking his great friend and composer Jacques Urbont whether he could help him out with the film's soundtrack which he agreed to do entirely free of charge, requiring payment only for the session musicians ! An unsung musical genius, Urbont had extensively worked in every conceivable artistic arena since the '50s including Broadway shows, popular TV series like MANNIX and MISSION : IMPOSSIBLE.
Employing the time-honored film within a film construction as a jumping-off point towards total anarchy as cast and crew converge in an increasing blurring of the lines, reaching its appropriate apogee in the climactic free-for-all orgy, HIGH RISE attempts to approach the cinematic delirium of the legendary 1941 Olsen & Johnson farce HELLZAPOPPIN'. Setting the scene, a clumsy slate operator nearly loses a digit announcing the first take. We open on poor insecure heroine Susie (Tamie Trevor), stretched out on the psychiatrist's couch, confessing her fears of inadequacy in satisfying husband Michael to a sympathetic shrink (THE DEVIL IN MISS JONES' Mr. Abaca, John Clemens). He advises her to go out and experiment freely with whoever crosses her path that day. As she's about to go apartment hunting on the East Side, there should prove no shortage of gonad-driven guinea pigs. Working her way through the titular building from top to bottom provides the set-up for superbly shot and edited sex scenes, each introduced by cute cardboard cutout title card.
"Batteries Not Included" has Susie drop in on toy-obsessed momma's boy Herbie (Harry Reems) playing in full postmaster's uniform with a massive choo-choo train set. As Herbie furiously bangs away at Susie's box, his larger than life caricature of a Jewish mom is trying to break down the door. "A Tale of Six Titties" finds her cornered by a lascivious combo of international carpet munchers, full-figured German Jutta David (from Shaun Costello's notorious 1973 directorial debut FORCED ENTRY) versus lanky French Mireille Renaud. Luring Susie into their multi-mirrored bedroom, the dykey duo really goes to work on the delighted newbie in one of the most intense lesbian liaisons committed to celluloid.
"Menage a Tw*t" shows a jaded husband and wife (Jamie Gillis and Barbara Benner) getting their jollies separately from portentously phrased pornography so florid it could have been penned by the great Ed Wood himself until sweet Susie draws them together to the seductive strains of a hippie trippy zither tune. Which brings us to..."Aw-Gee!" If each of the preceding episodes represented a carefully crafted mini movie in its own right, then nothing could prepare for nor compare to the sensory assault dished out by this 20 minute free-for-all with Steinmann and his talented troupe pulling out all the stops. Tapping on yet another door, our heroine's all but swallowed whole into a bacchanal already in full swing, the likes of which you have never seen. Then ensuing spectacle is dictated by rapid fire editing and an absolutely unbelievable rap rendition riffing off the bouncy title song with no double entendre left untouched.
A kooky comedienne with an infectiously goofy grin, Tamie Trevor could have been a contender were it not for some allegedly deep-seated psychological problems. Soon after shooting wrapped, she checked herself into a New Jersey mental facility. Although HIGH RISE provided Trevor with her single starring role, this wasn't quite her first time at bat. She had performed semi-simulated Sapphic action with Darby Lloyd Rains and Cindy West in Roberta Findlay's close to 'core ROSEBUD and a brief Reems BJ in Richard D'Antoni's TEENAGE CHEERLEADERS. Her sad fate was adult's loss as she shows commendable comic timing that genuinely sets her apart from concurrent contemporary sex screen sirens' amateurish attempts at same, but one of the reasons why this early fornication film farce holds up so much better than nearly all others of its vintage.
Interview with director Danny Steinmann (Danny Stone):
http://jeffcramer.blogspot.com/2009/03/chapter-ii-high-rise.html
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Chapter II: High Rise
Jeff Cramer: How did High Rise get started?
Danny Steinmann: While I was walking along Times Square, I spotted a long line waiting to enter a movie theater. The name of the film was Deep Throat. At the time, a movie cost $2.50. They were charging $5.00. The film was one of the first full-length porno movies. I had read an article about the film, calling it porno chic. It was now permissible for a middle class couple or even a woman by herself to be part of the audience.
I waited on line, paid the five bucks, and went in. The theater was packed. It was 3:00 in the afternoon. The film started, and for the next hour and a half, I watched a sophomoric attempt to bring humor to graphic sexual scenes, shot as hardcore as possible.
The gimmick was that the female lead, Linda Lovelace, could do to a cock what a sword swallower could do with a sword. I had seen plenty of hardcore porno reels at parties and card games with a bunch of guys, but never sat among a mixed group of men and women. This was something new and some people were going to make a lot of money. I walked home and wondered whether I could pull something like this off. I was working at a small film studio that had sets, film equipment and a full crew. Later I talked to pregnant Paula and she thought it was a great idea.
The next day, I met with Andre Durona. He said, of course I could do it and it would cost me nothing. I told him that I loved him. He hugged me and said, "Let's see if you've learned anything." What a terrific man he was. I next met with the owner of the World Theater and the distributor of Deep Throat, Sam Lake. He was very encouraging and told me if my film was any good, it would replace Deep Throat after its initial run was over.
All I had to do now was to come up with a thin storyline, hire the actors and finance the film. My father gave me $5,000.00 to get started. Two lawyer friends of my sister invested about 10 grand and I got another 13 from smaller investors. They all received a percentage of the film. I would retain 51 percent.
JC: The music is very good for a porno film. In fact, the music is so good that I would consider buying the soundtrack. Who did the music?
DS: I asked my really good friend, Jacques Urbont, a musical genius, if he would compose the score. He charged me nothing. I only had to pay the musicians. It's good to have friends.
JC: You used some big name porn stars such as Harry Reems and Jamie Gillis. Tell me about working with them.
DS: I rented an office in the city and began to cast the film. I instructed my right-hand girl to always be with me during auditions.
I interviewed scores of actors, but the pickings were slim until Harry Reems (Herb Streicher) showed up. He was a great guy who spread the word that High Rise needed actors. He would become my good friend for many years. Jamie Gillis popped in and also helped enormously.
Although the shooting schedule was only two and a half days, I prepped the film for a month and a half. This porno was not going to be thrown together. I wanted it to be shot professionally, all gears running smoothly. The crew was more than excited. Having spent many years shooting toy commercials, they couldn't hide their smiles. With less than a week away from shooting, I still hadn't found the leading actress.
Finally, she showed up. She had an almost pretty face, an almost plump body, and a quirky off-the-wall quality about her, which was exactly what I was looking for. She called herself Tammy Trevor. She said she had done some hardcore reels and was a "sexual plaything type person." PERFECT!!
I began shooting High Rise. I felt comfortable and confident directing this small picture. I would use one foot of film for every two feet shot. The cast were all treated with a great deal of respect. The crew worked smoothly and happily. No actor was self-conscious or complained except for Tammy. She had to lie down. She needed water. Could someone clean her feet? Could she go outside for a while?
Trouble was that Deep Throat had not finished its run. It would be two more months until High Rise opened at the World Theatre in New York. It would be released nationwide in the next three weeks. The theater was always crowded. Business was sensational and the reviews were terrific; Variety, New York Post, Daily News, Playboy, and many others raved about the film.
Each week, Variety puts out a list of the top 50 films. When High Rise was released across the U.S., Variety had High Rise as the No. 1 film in the country. Not bad. Two and a half days. Less than $28,000.00. I was proud of myself and proud of the cast and crew; thankful to the investors and especially to Andre Durona, who believed in me.
I began to understand the complexity and wonder of how images spliced together could inform, entertain and even electrify.
I made quite a bit of money, as did all the investors. I sold my rights four or five years later. It was a bulk sum. This was about a decade before VHS. How the fuck would I know that a revolution was on its way; that people would be able to rent and buy tapes to watch in the comfort of their homes. All my ancillary rights were given away.
It was about this time that our son, Robby, was born. He was beautiful, and we loved him so. How could life be any better? That was 37 years ago.
We were in our apartment one night and the phone rang. I picked it up and it was Renata. She was downstairs and crying. She wanted me to come down and see her. I told her I was married now and couldn't do this to my wife. We fumbled for the next two minutes on the phone, then said good-bye.
Posted by Jeff at 9:30 AM
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