How much would you pay to see a reasonably attractive, twice-convicted murderer be gang-banged by a bunch of apes in the adult entertainment industry?
Days after an Italian appellate court upheld Amanda “Angel Face” Knox’s guilty verdict for murdering her roommate Meredith Kercher in 2007, a porn company in California offered Foxy Knoxy a paltry $20,000 to debase herself on camera. Monarch Distributions CEO Mike Kulich shared his pitch with The Daily Dot: “As you may have read, and were most likely well aware of, the general consensus is you are absolutely smoking hot. Since you came back into the headlines, our loyal fan base has been e-mailing us non-stop asking about you.” To sweeten the deal, Kulich promised Knox control “over all terms of productions [sic],” including her choice of acceptable sex acts and preferred costar(s).
This is a pathetic tradition in the porn world. Never mind the vanishingly small odds of Knox taking a vanishingly small sum of money to capitalize on her much discussed sex appeal: Monarch Distributions has already garnered free publicity by inserting themselves into the media frenzy over Knox’s reconviction (yes, I am contributing to this problem). And that’s the point. The Internet might sneer at Monarch, but all press is good press, after all. Indeed, they pulled the same PR stunt in December 2013 with disgraced PR exec Justine Sacco, offering her $10,000 to star in “Justine’s African Vacation” after her infamous tweet, “'Going to Africa. Hope I don’t get AIDS. Just kidding. I’m white!'” (At the time, Sacco worked for The Daily Beast’s parent company, IAC.)
But there is another pathetic porn tradition honored in the Knox “offer.” While the porn universe revels in the “leaked” celebrity sex tape (many of which aren’t actually leaked, but negotiated with B- and C-listers desperate for attention), it also regularly facilitates those attempting to stretch their fame--or infamy--from 15 to 20 minutes. Especially those whose renown is related to a moral failing.
Take former “Long Island Lolita” Amy Fisher, who went from being a 17-year-old delinquent who shot her lover’s wife in the face to being a thirtysomething delinquent with her own girl-on-girl porn site. Or Sydney Leathers, who cashed in on her infamy as Anthony Weiner’s sexting partner with a cleverly titled Vivid Entertainment film, “Weiner and Me,” in which she and Weiner’s alter ego, Carlos Danger, act out their naughty exchanges. There’s also Nadya Suleman, better known as “Octomom”, whose singular achievement in life--disgorging fourteen babies from her vagina--was fetishistic fodder for a Wicked Pictures porno that shows Suleman pleasuring herself against a backdrop of baby clothes. And let’s not forget Farrah Abraham’s “Backdoor Teen Mom” collaboration with porn god James Dean and Vivid Entertainment.
You get the picture. Indeed, there’s no limit of overexposure for these women. But their attempts to remain media fixtures or to revive flagging reality television careers by showcasing their talents (and various orifices) in adult films invariably fail. In most cases, they gracelessly disappear from the public eye with a tiny bit of cash in their pockets. Only the porn companies win in the end. And if Amanda Knox’s lawyer has a say in the matter, she won’t be reenacting pre-murder sex games on camera anytime soon.
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