Ah yes – October – the month of friendly frolics with Ghouls and Goblins… BUT: who among you are daring enough to follow The Deuce into… THE BLACK ROOM?!!? Where Fantasy is laced with Fear and Kinky is forever knocking at the door!!

Tired with the tepid tedium of living the vanilla life of “wife and 2 kids,”  horn-dog hubby secures himself a “private” sex-pad within the (yes – painted black!) walls of a Hollywood Hills mansion – despite the very obvious bizzarity of the brother/sister duo doing the leasing… The titular tryst-room being not only titularly painted and bedecked – but also a bounty of bravado decorating!! That unexplainably glowing coffee-table!? All those only-in-the-movies too-many-to-count magically always lit candles?!? The abundance of particularly placed ornate mirrors?? Perhaps doing double-duty for some surreptitious spying by the somewhat suspiciously sexual and satiate-needy sibs??!!?? And what is becoming of all the horn-dog hubby’s picked-up paramours? Does horn-dog hubby even care after he’s had his “fun”?? Even more to horn-dog hubby’s surprise, his (no Plain Jane, herself) henceforth left-alone wife – in a bit of the ol’ “what’s good for the goose is good for the gander” table-turning, even if initially getting the gander’s dander in an uproar – soon gets things in the titular dalliance-filled-digs swinging swingingly for them both!! But what parents in their right minds would leave their tykes with the likes of Linnea Quigley as the babysitter!!??!!

Despite its wildly willy-nilly release-dates ranging anywhere from 1982 to 1985 – “research” shows THE BLACK ROOM eventually turning up for a less-than 2 week run on 42nd St as the B-pic to 1985’s HELL HOLE – splitting their short-lived Deuce days between first the Selwyn (to be replaced by DESPERATELY SEEKING SUSAN) and then over to the Times Square (to be replaced by RETURN OF THE JEDI) – and it’s rumored that when the wind is “right” one can still hear those theater owners’ sizable sighs of relief swirling eddy-like betwixt what’s left of the two one-time movie palaces… a sound The Deuce plans to transplant with some proper panting that this singular sexed-up head-scratcher deserves!! (And if any y’all can explain what the heckle is happening in that poster – please drop us a line…)