Three Cheers for B.J.U.
Slapped on Something Weird's Volume 3 of its Dragon Art Theatre series, School for Hookers is an example of a "chaser": a film so tedious that it served a useful purpose of helping to clear out bored patrons overstaying their grind-house welcome. Unless I was fast arelax, I would definitely have joined the rush to the exit back in the day. Unappetizing intro has a girl briefly pleasuring herself with a coke flask, then chatting with her fellow prostitutes in abysmal banter, including one proffering a fond memory of once dallying with a dog that "had a very long tongue". This rather ugly group of women (the one exception being the only recognizable cast member, Sharon Thorpe at the beginning of her busy porn career) are into self-improvement so they answer a classified ad from Linda Lovewhip, offering to teach the finer points of fellatio and other sex acts required of a whore. Despite her name and fondling of a whip, she does not dish out any punishment here. Linda lives on Montgomery Street, betraying the film's locale