Checking In To John Chalk’s “Hotel Fetish”

Following my first AVN convention in 2003, I tried to stay at every Vagabond Inn in the country and found each had the same delightful old man/hooker or old man who is a hooker smell as the one in Las Vegas. So you could say that I, too, had a hotel fetish. (Ed. note: As opposed to a Motel Fetish, which presumably involves stalking Dita Von Teese around the country and plucking stray hairs out of the bathtubs in the rooms she stays in?)

But it is not the same as that of John Chalk, for whom "Fetish" is the name of the hotel, rather than the hotel as object of his obsession. Even if it were, he'd probably find a place to put some Euro-lesbians in it, because he works for Viv Thomas.

Director Chalk took the story of the former Soviet Union's "Hotel Fetish," a bordello for the service of KGB agents and dignitaries, and put together "reconstructions" of some of those gentlemen's favorite turnons.

I hate to say it, but the Nazis were kinkier. According to the revelations in this movie, the KGB were more into voyeurism, lingerie, first-time lesbians, and putting whipped cream on their parts, just like the Bogue Chitto Sheriff's Department. No wonder the Wall fell; theirs was such a softcore world.

But the setup is a good one. Whether or not the shaded women speaking Russian and Magyar were actually former prostitutes is irrelevant because the framing device is pretty effective. They also are sure to say they loved their jobs so as not to seem exploited.

· Viv Thomas (vivthomas.com)
· Order "Hotel Fetish" (vivthomas.com)