Porn Star’s Death Doesn’t Make For Humor
When John Holmes died in 1988, a local writer for the Texan, the school newspaper for the University of Texas, wrote a scathing rebuttal to an earlier hit piece in The Austin Chronicle (which is a free city paper found at any bus stop). The original column which I cannot find now, was titled something like “I’m glad he’s dead”. It was very brief, rude and is best summarized below by Lee Nichols. It’s strange, because as heated as both articles were, neither mentioned the Wonderland saga. Quite a bizarre war of words, and it happened 25+ years ago. In 1988, people still did not understand AIDS. Hell, I still remember the bad jokes. Famine, cancer and AIDS are just not good topics for comedy.
Have a nice weekend.
1988
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criticextraordinaire 4:51 pm on January 10, 2014 Permalink |
The day that John died was indeed a sad one. I remember hearing the horrendous news as I drive into work that morning. When I arrived at the office I mentioned “Sad Day, John C. Holmes just passed away. “.
A girl who worked for me was instantly dejected. “Johnny Wadd died? Man, I saw every one of his movies. This sucks.”
‘Twas the end of an era. The King was dead. Long Live the King. 😦
John W 5:37 pm on January 10, 2014 Permalink |
Yes, I was in the hallway at high school when I overheard the news. I had not seen any porn, shocking!, but I still knew who the King was.
Mark C 3:20 am on January 11, 2014 Permalink |
I remember back in 83 or 84 I was running Heavy Equipment & listen to radio all day long to pass the time.and I remember like it was yesterday that they said on FM radio station that soon you will be able to hear John Holmes right here on radio singing because he is right now in a studio making I think a whole music album.. I though to myself wow that going be strange to say the least. I think that one porn star woman done had made that Disco hit out few years before that. She did something the same during that whole song. So I guess I thought this could very well be possible & not a joke.
But as we know now appears that is one dream did not come completely true for him.
So I guess that scene in Boogie Nights do have some truth in it.
Any of you remember hearing about this too??
Not many people I know heard about that in my area, And myself mainly because dumb luck and having to spend 10 to 12 hours daily I was stuck in a little place with seat in something smaller than a phone booth.
criticextraordinaire 1:41 pm on January 11, 2014 Permalink |
Here’s a link to the original article http://www.michaelcorcoran.net/archives/2283
“He who lives by the sword…”
Posted: April 12, 2013 | Author: mcorcoran | Filed under: Uncategorized | Leave a comment »
By Michael Corcoran
Justice has prevailed. John “Johnny Wadd” Holmes has AIDS! Finally, the guy whose member looked like the whole goddamn club has paid his debt to a society of guys whose sexual satisfaction came mainly from tossing off in sweaty stag closets while Big John eyed Miss Utah runners-up and went about filling them softly with his schlong, which looked like it took four “D” cell batteries. How I hated the guy with the Marty Allen haircut and the state of Florida between his legs. There he was, flickering in the dark, beckoning a procession of love slaves to “lay some skull on me, bitch,” and there I’d be, pitifully fueling his libido with quarters I’d stolen from my uncle’s coin collection, until 40 pieces of silver later I’d200px-John_Holmes2 make like a clumsy parrot and spill my seed. I’d watch Johnny play the meat in a variety of sandwiches, shining his flashlight into countless caverns and then walk away from the money shot like he’d just played a few hands of gin rummy. Then I’d go home and repeatedly dial the first six digits of the phone number of the girl who stuck the ends of her hair up her nostrils in social studies. I swore than if I ever had, like one month to live, the first thing I’d do is hunt down and kill Johnny Wadd and then I’d tell the girl from social studies to lay some skull on me. If I had only a day or two to live, I’d tell her to lay some skull on me, bitch.
Those years of sexual frustration are long gone for me; I’ve had skull laid on me in eight states and Nuevo Laredo, and still the news about Johnny Wadd read like the headlines on V-J Day. I was fairly ecstatic when he was sent to prison for a few years for refusing to identify the killers of some coke dealers, but knowing that he was bisexual and had made a few gay films it became sort of a good news/ bad news deal. But now… I’m walking on air.”
You can bet there was no joy in Smutville when it was announced that the Great White Hope, the Larry Bird of penis size, the guy who made the man with the Golden Arm feel shortchanged, is now packing a deadly weapon in his BVDs. Heck, Seka probably can’t give it away these days. Since J.W. worked both sides of the street and did a deuce in the joint with guys who get hot when they see pictures of the Grand Canyon, the odds that he got the deadly dose from heterosexual intercourse are about what you’d expect a horse with Jimmy Breslin in the saddle to go off at. Still, he probably nailed a few hundred bleachpits since contracting AIDS, and I can’t recall Johnny Wadd ever rolling out the latex carpet while the farmers’ daughters stripped down to their neck scarves. There probably hasn’t been this much panic in the jizz biz since ’86 when a studio guard yelled out, “Here comes Traci Lords’ father and does he look mad!” Serves ‘em right, the lucky stiffs.
If there is a God, and I’m beginning to feel like there is, he won’t send Johnny Wadd to either heaven or hell, but banish him to an eternity in a porno booth watching a loop of lonely guys with small thingies having sex with wayward starlets, while Roy Cohn looks through the glory hole and whispers “Need any help in there?”
John 3:46 pm on January 11, 2014 Permalink |
Thanks criticx, that’s awesome.
Craig Brown 3:13 pm on January 20, 2014 Permalink
Ditto
jimmy---chicago 2:34 pm on January 13, 2014 Permalink |
I was born in 1970 most people who were born after that probably would not know who Holmes was and wonderland forget it try to bring up holmes to thirty somethings porn has exploded since then with movies going straight to dvd by the thousands movies being made in basements and motels everyware
localarts 6:03 pm on January 13, 2014 Permalink |
Very true Jimmy. Last summer a group of people I was with we’re talking about Behind the Candelabra; this eventually led us to talking about Wonderland. Out of the 12 or 13 people that were there (friends of friends) I think only 4 people knew who John Holmes was including me. People forget an entire generation has passed and technology has come a long, long way.
criticextraordinaire 7:32 pm on January 13, 2014 Permalink |
We need to educate the younger generation about John Holmes and his contemporaries. Hopefully his body of work has been preserved in digital format and archived in one of those underground vaults.
jimmy---chicago 7:30 am on January 14, 2014 Permalink
I am suprised holmes and linda lovelace never met up in film
Jill C. Nelson 8:05 am on January 14, 2014 Permalink |
They met up, just never in film.
jimmy---chicago 11:47 am on January 15, 2014 Permalink |
Really I could not find anything that had them being in the same spot ever
Phil - Australia 10:41 pm on January 15, 2014 Permalink |
Great site! Can’t get enough of it with so much detail on offer….what’s Eddie Nash up to these days? Have you seen him lately John or read anything about him and his whereabouts?…the proposed book ‘four on the floor’ by the two detectives is nowhere to be found…any word if it will ever be published….thanks heaps John.
John 7:53 am on January 16, 2014 Permalink |
Hi Phil,
The answer to your questions can be found by listening to the 36 minute interview I did with Nils Grevillius, author of Four on the Floor. We also talk about Eddie Nash:
https://wonderland1981.wordpress.com/2013/10/28/interview-with-nils-grevillius-the-lost-audio-is-here/
localarts 10:38 am on January 16, 2014 Permalink |
That interview with Niles is the crown jewel of this forum, it’s the freak’in bomb!