The Party at Kitty and Stud's (1970)

Director:

Morton Lewis

Writer:

Milton Lewis (writer)

Genre:

Adult | Comedy

Plot:

Kitty and Stud are lovers. They enjoy a robust sex-life, which includes fellatio and light S&M, specifically, Stud belt-whipping Kitty. Three women come over for a party and Stud services them, one after the other. |

Plot Keywords:

Party | Orgy | Lesbianism | Breasts | Nipples

Cast

Sylvester Stallone	...	Stud
Henrietta Holm	...	Kitty
Jodi Van Prang
Nicholas Warren
Frank Micelli
Barbara Strom
rest of cast listed alphabetically:
Janet Banzet	...	Girl in Park (uncredited)

Directed by
Morton Lewis

Writing credits (in alphabetical order)
Milton Lewis		writer

Produced by
Milton Lewis	....	producer
Stanley Marxx	....	executive producer

Original Music by
Kay Leodel

Cinematography by
Rolph Laube

Film Editing by
Ron Kalish
Ralph Rosenblum

Production Design by
Martin Stewart

Stunts
Brian Nielsen	....	stunt coordinator

Other crew
Gail Palmer	....	script editor

Production Companies

• Stallion Releasing Inc.

Distributors

• Bryanston Distributing (1970) (USA) (theatrical)
• Italian Stallion Productions (1978) (USA) (theatrical) (re-release)
• Ventura Distribution (2005) (USA) (DVD)
• Arrow Productions (2007) (USA) (all media)
• Cinema Epoch (2007) (USA) (DVD)
• GWN Video (????) (USA) (VHS)

Also Known As:

Italian Stallion (USA) (reissue title)

Runtime:

71 min | UK:67 min

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Colour:

Colour

Aspect Ratio:

1.33 : 1

Certification:

USA:R | Australia:R | Finland:K-18 | USA:X | UK:18

Filming Locations:

New York City, New York, USA

Company:

Stallion Releasing Inc.

Trivia:

Sylvester Stallone was paid $200 for two days work for this role.

Quotes:

Stud: Be careful. You bit me last time.
Kitty: I'll be velvet-mouthed on your shank of love!

Movie Connections:

Edited into 42nd Street Forever, Volume 1 (2005) (V)

it would be unendurable, even as a porno, if not for the big laughs to be had

Definition of a Z-grade porno in America; if Porno Holocaust didn't do it for you, then neither will this. Yes, Sylvester Stallone is in it, that's really the only reason any of us have seen it save for the few true-blue perverts who just snuck in the theater in the raincoats and fake glasses and noses. It even got retitled to capitalize on Stallone's fame in the late 70s, ironic since they had to cut out a lot of the "graphic sex". Even more pointless when seeing the film unedited - there is a lot of nudity and "fake" sex. And it is so fake, good un-Godly almighty, that it makes late night Cinemax like Hotel Erotica look like the damn Bard! Wow is this some bad sex on film - one can tell the director just said "alright then, just uh, roll around, smoke some weed, camera will roll, I got to go do number two in the bathroom, it'll be a while."

And, sure, there are some moments of hilarity, and not always just because of Stallone's non-half-assed acting... such as at different times his "method" includes a training montage at the kid's playground, getting into a sexual frenzy after his girlfriend Kitty bites his you-know-what and, yes, she gets aroused by him *whipping her with a belt, or Stud's random moments of pre-Rambo "AAH!" anger that at one point gives him a bloody hand which Kitty licks of greedily like a vampire with down syndrome (note, this is not offense to down syndrome sufferers, only vampires). No, what makes Italian Stallion such an ultimate waste of time is that for all of its glorious pockets of celluloid that provide for the right and drunken viewer-ship some of the most potent MST3K possibilities around, there's so much tedium of relentless writhing around naked and dancing for FIVE MINUTES STRAIGHT to super-bad 70s music.

It gets by as a horrendous guilty pleasure for about 60% of the time. The rest of it is so bad a porno that it may be justified that it's been off the market until recently. No matter what the temptation out of curiosity, or the minuscule rewards, some shards from the time capsule of a career like Stallone's should stay put in its (however shallow) grave; in extremely small doses its some fun, and all at one it's like getting the brown acid at Woodstock.