Chick Flicks
July 9, 2004
Director Ron Sullivan got his ear pierced for his 65th birthday on June 4th. He plans to get a tattoo on his arm in a couple of weeks. "Laughing warrior in Japanese," says Ron. "Marianne (aka Kelly Nichols) the make-up artist, she's got it.
"Tattoos are the only art that can never be taken away from you. And I'm always losing stuff. When I'm dead and buried, I don't want any jewelry or anything of value put underground. That's a complete loss of energy, time and money. I want my money, my jewelry and even my cufflinks to be passed on to my children."
Photographer Bill Diehl says his favorite model of all time is Roxanne Hall.
Bill whoops and hollers as he conducts a still shoot with Brooke Hunter.
"Easy, easy," she says. "Don't wear yourself out right off the bat."
Bill employs a lot of loud encouragement to get his girls primed for his shoots.
It's the first time I've found paper towels in the bathroom at Str8-Up Studios.
Ron says his wife Delores, who was supposed to be today's production manager, is "deathly ill." Roxy, who normally runs the stage with her boyfriend Matt, steps in.
I walk in on Brooke Hunter cracking a black whip. I scream in surprise. She knows how to use that thing.
I chat with 20-year old Lolita Dita. In porn since last September, she's done five movies. She's cute and lazy. She did a five-man gangbang.
She drives a brown hatchback wagon. She likes to put the seats back and have sex in there. She did not do the gangbang in there because "the guys' dicks are bigger than the car."
"Why are you pacing yourself so much between movies?"
"I get exhausted easy."
"You find those five-man gangbangs wear you out?"
"Yeah."
"What brought you into porn?"
"It was my idea before I turned 18. I called Pretty Girl International. Then I sat on it for about a year and then I signed up with World Modeling.
"My boyfriend [15 years older] had some friends in the industry. He suggested I get into it."
"Does he come on set with you and wipe you off and bring you cold drinks?"
"No. He wants to though."
He's only seen one of her films.
"How did he grade your acting performance?"
"He didn't say anything. So it must've been pretty bad. It was my first one."
"Had you ever had sex before you got into this industry?"
"Oh yeah. A long time [since age 16]. All the time."
"How many men have you been with in your life, including the five at once?"
"Between 12-14."
"How many girls?"
"Only one. Well, two."
"Does your boyfriend spank your bottom and say, who's your daddy?"
"All the time."
"Does he make you dress up in Catholic schoolgirl outfits?"
"He doesn't make me but I do it anyway."
"If your husband was having sex with another woman right now, how would you feel?"
"I'd feel weirded out. I don't have a lot of say in it."
"Are you guys swingers?"
"Yeah," she laughs.
"Do you guys have to tell each other before you have sex with someone?"
"No, but afterwards would be kinda polite."
"What do you love and what do you hate about this industry?"
"There are some shaky people."
"Do you mean shady?"
"Yeah."
Ron Sullivan calls Lolita in.
"I want you to stand at attention facing me," he says. "Like I'm a drill instructor chewing you out."
"Stand up straight," orders Bill Diehl to Lolita. "Chest out. Hands at your side."
Lolita plans to become a wedding photographer. She does not use the name "Lolita Dita."
"You're putting it in my mouth," Brooke orders Ron as he lights a cigarette for her.
"I've been feeling blue," says Ron, "because I haven't been writing. I haven't written since April 22nd. I still haven't been paid by Adultbeat.
"I miss writing. I need to write for somebody."
Brooke cracks the whip. I jump and yell out a profanity.
Lolita wanted to be an art class model. Then she saw a Pretty Girls International ad for "figure modeling." She answered the ad and found the agency was really all about porn. She thought about it for a year.
"Did you know what reverse cowgirl was before you got into the industry?"
"No. I didn't know creampie."
"How do you feel about Joseph Conrad?"
"I don't know who she is."
"Who are your favorite novelists?"
"I used to like Anne Rice. I haven't read for a long time. It's hard for me. If I sit down with a book, someone will say, do the dishes or, I need you to go to the store. It's like watching a movie with a commercial every five minutes that lasts an hour. I gave up picking up books. I'll read articles."
"When you entered this industry, did you find your brain moving more slowly?"
"No. It was pretty slow before."
"What's the worst thing that's happened to you in this industry?"
"[Certain English bloke] is an asshole. He's the biggest jerk in the world. I worked with him. He arrived four hours late. He blamed it on the traffic.
"He was really rough. I told him to take it slower. He didn't. Six hours after I am supposed to show up, I'm not fresh anymore. F--- me so I can leave. I was so pissed. It was my first boy-girl-girl."
Rob Spallone walks in looking all spiffy. He must've been in court today for his divorce. His lawyer Ron Miller aka Don Hollywood walks in with him.
Rob's on the cell phone. He's happy. He's talking to his kid. "What's up buddy? If you're going to the park later, call me and we'll play ball."
Rob looks at me and smiles. "No more restraining orders." We high-five.
Rob on cell. "I'll buy you a new one. We'll go to an old video store and try and find it. Tomorrow stay home. I'm gonna be by to help nanna and pop move. I love you. Is poppa still there? Well, can you tell him that I'm on the phone? Well, you're a lazy bastard.
"If you're going to be in the park, call me and tell me. Don't tell your mother. She won't let you go to the park. But when you're at the park, you call me. I'm allowed to come around."
Rob whispers to me, "Two thousand a month [child support]." It's more than he expected.
"Her lawyer wanted me to pay him $5,000. I said, are you out of your mind? That comes out of her end.
"I've got to get the kids health insurance. I canceled the life insurance. The electric. The HBO. She can't go out of state."
Ron Miller wears cowboy boots and a tie. He smokes a cigar. He looks happy. He has big gold jewelry around his neck and a big ring on his finger. "My favorite thing is going to court in the morning and then doing a scene.
"One time, I did a scene in the morning and in the afternoon, I went to court with my ex-wife."
Rob wants to get a $3,000 desk out of his house. The room was built around the desk. He'll have to tear down his wall to get out his desk. Ron tells him to fix the wall when he's done.
At one time, Lolita wanted to be a writer of short stories. "I don't like to read too far."
"Why did you switch from wanting to become a writer to becoming a porn star?"
"Because it's easier. I'm lazy."
"Have you learned about yourself from being in the adult entertainment industry?"
"I don't know if I've learned about myself so much as manipulated myself. I'm not as shy as I used to be. I'm still shy."
"I could see that, with the way you whipped your clothes off."
"I'm a more proud and self-confident shy."
"Has this helped you get in touch with your sexuality?"
"No. I was in touch with my sexuality before."
"How did you discover it? Reading books?"
"No. You just rub that in, huh?"
Rob: "I've called my kids. I'm going to call them again in a few minutes. I'm going to call them every half hour."
Brooke: "Robbie, you should see how far Duke jumps when you crack that whip. He just about had a heart attack."
I'm starting a new charity where I go around reading books to porn stars. I will go to their homes at night, tuck them in bed, hop in, and read them to sleep while running my fingers through their hair.
The court has ordered Rob and his family to go to a shrink for a full evaluation.
"Does that make you scared?"
"No. If you beat your kids and f---ed them in the ass, that would make you scared."
"When did you quit?"
"You're a scumbag."
NBC News Dateline Show On Rob Spallone's Set
NBC Dateline producer Susan, correspondent Josh Mankiewicz, a camera guy and a sound guy. They interviewed Rob Spallone at length.
I arrive on set at 9:20 a.m. I just see photographer Bill Diehl and actress Brooke Hunter. She'll be strapping it on and delivering it through the backdoor to a guy this morning.
Tiny Susan is pale with auburn hair and flashing eyes. She wears a white broad-brimmed hat to cover her white skin from the sun. She wears beige pants, purple shoes, and a blue top. She's cynical and whip-smart, just how I like 'em.
She shows up with her crew at noon.
Rob Spallone harangues Susan for about an hour. She thinks he's a character and laughs at his jokes and outrageous language.
I rubbish Rob. Susan calls me a stirrer. Rob says I'm the biggest stirrer. I enjoy winding him up and letting him loose on people like Susan.
"I'm the best interview," Rob tells me later as we drive away to lunch at San Carlo Deli. "You don't even need to ask me questions."
Josh shows up at 2:45PM, 45 minutes late as usual.
He says he finds me all over the Internet as he researches various stories. He calls me prolific. We trade war stories.