The Legend of Lady Blue

When I read the review of the great critic Nodriesrespect on this website, I was expecting a great masterpiece in the style of "Roommates", "Getting Personal", "Blonde Ambition" or "Matinee Idol" but, without wanting to belittle it at all, I cannot consider it to be on par with those latter mentioned. Without a doubt, the cinematographic quality has nothing to envy of many mainstream works of level, but "The Legend of Lady Blue" has, in my opinion, a great defect in form. It presents what seems to begin as a rural drama about a couple of lovers who decide to flee from their respective toxic families to take different paths in their lives, and to continue being "engaged" from a distance to meet again at some point and culminate their romance. The drama and morbidity that this situation could have given us is sadly dissipated due to an erratic script that does without the main couple to divert attention to parallel moments that do not contribute anything to the leitmotiv of this piece, not even in the sexual context. The sexual numbers of the main couple are deliberately cut out, making the script stagger between ridiculous characters and boring or unfinished sex sessions. Not even at the end, when we finally get to enjoy Maureen Spring explicitly exercising (I allow myself to remember that this is a pornographic film) the oldest profession in the world, are we shown anything at all beyond softcore and a lot of bullshits by the co-starring cast in the form of clients. Nor does John Leslie's role make any sense here, if we stick strictly to the story. Nevertheless, it is a film that I still consider remarkable, if only for the splendid exercise of direction and sensational staging.