Diary of a Nymph!

The 16mm XXX features of the early 1970s were the seedbed of modern American porn. Long before Linda Lovelace started to fog the goggles of regular filmgoers, no-budget "one day wonders" - hardcore cheapies generally shot in a single day - had become the diurnal fare of porn aficionados from New York to L.A. Like overgrown stag films, small-gauge sleaze covered all the bases, from 3-ways to 69, with the occasional added novelty of a synchronized soundtrack and a comprehensible plot.Until high-gloss 35mm productions stole the stage during the mid-1970s, 16mm hardcore features were usually screened in storefront "mini-cinemas", which contained only a handful of seats and echoed with the muffled groans of amplified pleasure. These were the days before home video, when film prints were scratched and damaged by shoddy projection, and when porn consumption was a public act requiring a certain reckless fortitude, an indifference to public hygiene, and a trench coat placed over your lap.After Hours Cinema Storefront Series presents porno at its most graphic - when the girls were groovy, the seats were sticky, and the guy sitting next to you was wheezing like a warthog. Enter if you dare...and bring your own raincoat.