DVD Review – Jimi Hendrix: The Sex Tape
Filed Under: Media & Tech, Music & Film | Posted: 08/20/2008 at 4:05PM
Comments | Region: Canada
DVD Review – Jimi Hendrix
The Sex Tape
An absolute desecration and blasphemous attempt at profiting off the man and legend, Vivid Video has gone where no man (or woman) has gone before, directly into the bowels, loins and groins of Jimi Hendrix’s crotch. The problem is… it’s not him.
Oh yes, we are quite sure. Slapping a headband on a bad afro-wigged African-American man with a huge cock does not make this legit by any means, nor does having “Slut of the Century” Pamela DesBarres (author of "I’m With the Band") or Cynthia “Plaster Caster” Albritton (the cock connoisseur who has a super-duper display of phallic clay-pals on her mantle, perfect for mistletoe kisses, depending on what’s being held over your head), at arms reach and along for the ride
What is being held over the publics head, is this DVD – a travesty in its own right. With the second half of this two-disc set being of more value than the feature (this of course is in reference to the Vivid soundtrack/laugh-track that accompanies the film. previews and trailers), keep it for that if anything; that and the
The bottom Line: Scratchy old school video effects coupled with 2 Vivid girls who had to grow some extra pubic hair to fully comply with the era has many (including ourselves) gawking at the integrity of the people behind Jenna Jameson (no pun intended). Should we have expected more? We think not.
Topping off this sleazy sundae are more than one disclaimer acknowledging the fact that this is not endorsed by the Hendrix Estate. Vivid had a ruling set forth stating this could not be available to the public until a judge had the verification that it is in fact Jimi in this video. Since nobody can actually prove it isn’t him, here it is.
The cherry on top has to be the ignoramuses who attempted to purposely misinterpret classic tracks such as “Foxy Lady,” “Purple Haze” and more, through cheap audio programming and sounds like it’s performed by some washed up glam metal guitarists kicking around the Troubadour parking lot. Poor bastards are feeling the shame now as the tracks do not even come close to the real versions of which Vivid had obviously been denied their usage.
As bad as this release is, it’s still worth having (just for laughs if anything).
By E.S. Day