2022 marks the 25th anniversary of the year that everything happened — 1997. It was an ear-biting, Pierce Brosnan-loving, comet-obsessed world, and we’re here to relive every minute of it. Twice a week over the next 12 months, we will take you back to the winter of sheep cloning and the summer of Con Air. Come for the Chumbawamba, and stay for the return of the Mack. See all of the stories here.
The way we fuck hasn’t changed much since 1997, but the way we show fucking on screen definitely has. Twenty-five years ago, the world was just beginning to understand the internet, and early entrepreneurs were still fighting tooth-and-nail over basic domain names like “sex.com.” Still, a handful of porn sites managed to trickle out onto the worldwide web, bringing easily accessible smut to the masses in a way that made jerking off to your big bro’s Playboys seem archaic.
Back then, studio porn was the name of the game, and the industry was ruled by behemoths like Wicked Entertainment and Evil Angel. Flooded with cash, these companies shelled out big bucks on talent and production to make their fans’ horniest fantasies come true. With their cheesy scripts, elaborate cinematography and groovy, looped soundtracks, porn movies were treated like cinematic epics. Modern porn often skips the buildups and dives straight into pussy shots, but in the 1990s, you could hardly watch a blow job without stumbling through nine minutes of crude dialogue and character exposition first.
The 1990s also gave us a plethora of reality shows, and a handful of independent, small-budget porn directors took note. In particular, this was the decade that amateur, gonzo-style smut was truly pioneered, with studios like Shane’s World and filmmakers like Seymore Butts creating candid, reality-style porn flicks filled with shaky, first-person footage. Porn parodies were hugely popular, too — the Terminator knock-off Penetrator 2: Grudge Day even scored nods at the prestigious 1997 AVN Awards, proving that kitsch, campy scripts were ideal for luring in porn fans with a sense of humor.
When it came to 1990s porn ideals, America’s Baywatch obsession led to big tits and blonde hair being all the rage. Tits, teeth and tan were the holy trinity, but male porn stars were held to lower standards — as long as they had big dicks and flat stomachs, guys could fuck their way through the industry’s hottest stars. Men were masc and masc only, bearing none of the delicate, thoughtful or alternative qualities of the wildly popular Owen Greys of today.
Plenty of 1990s porn stars still look like hot shit when viewed retrospectively — Heather Hunter and Jenna Jameson are timeless — but countless porn films of the era have also aged badly. Trans porn was still in its infancy, and performers were — and often still are — categorized by offensive, outdated terms, if they were shown at all. Racial fetishization, blackface and derogatory Orientalist tropes were commonplace, and it wasn’t uncommon for porn films to start with HIV PSAs, an indication of the looming specter of the AIDS crisis. Ron Jeremy was omnipresent and somehow deemed passable by 1990s standards, but the “degrading” public smut of gonzo footage was considered “extreme” and legally “obscene.”
So that’s the sociopolitical context, but what about the actual banging?
It’s easy to view retro smut as nothing more than a time capsule curiosity, but does any of this old-school porn actually stand the test of time? To find out, I cast a roundtable of today’s most beloved XXX creators and performers to weigh in on a handful of 1997’s most emblematic clips. Some of these films were award-winners, others are examples of the decade’s treatment of marginalized performers and a few were just too batshit crazy to not include.
The hand-selected judging panel for the porn of yore includes:
- Mistress Marley, a New York-based dominatrix, sex educator and founder of Black Domme Sorority
- Siri Dahl, a powerlifting porn behemoth and Twitch streamer whose ass is so epic it’s been formally recognized
- Osiris Blade, a gay porn actor currently studying psychology
- Violet Valentine, the charismatic “communist sweetheart” of OnlyFans, also a top trans model and Twitch streamer
- King Noire, a porn star and producer, fetish trainer and self-anointed “Sultan of Stroke”
- Lotus Lain, an “adult performer, producer and powerhouse” — aka “your favorite person of interest on the internet”
Now, onto the roundtable…
Jenna Loves Rocco
Porn stars don’t get much hotter than Jenna Jameson, the archetypal blonde bombshell, and Rocco Siffredi, the hung Italian stallion who recently teased a fake presidential bid with the promise to “make Italy hard again.” Naturally, when they came together for the first time — pun intended — for the XXX blockbuster Jenna Loves Rocco, their explosive chemistry was promptly rewarded with a 1997 AVN Award for Best Couples Scene. It’s got shiny, PVC underwear, an atmospheric synth soundtrack and a hardcore sex scene complete with a facial. There’s even a sex swing thrown in for good measure. Who said the 1990s were all about glamour?
Lotus Lain: That dry-ass dick looks like clay! Why does everyone look so dry? Were lube and lotion outlawed in the 1990s? Then there’s the music — it jumps from pizza restaurant music to that fucking fast-forwarding noise, which makes me feel like I’m on meth. I love the “white boy rap” voice saying, “Check this out, nah” as the double penetration kicks in. But overall, what the fuck did I just watch?
Siri Dahl: The most striking thing about this scene to me is that the background music — which sounds like a budget recreation of an old Law & Order score — plays throughout the whole thing. I’m really surprised by the total lack of dirty talk too; it’s only moans and grunts.
Violet Valentine: This is pretty much the same stuff you’d see in porn today. There was nothing that particularly stuck out to me. I mean, it was good and I feel like the people were giving it everything it needed, but the music definitely dates it. I feel like if you were to remake it shot-for-shot and release it today, it would do fine.
King Noire: From watching this joint right here, I’d definitely say this one stands the test of time. There’s definitely a connection, there’s passion, and if this was shot in 4K with some modern lighting techniques, it would be fire. The music is played as fuck, but the actual scene itself, the chemistry between the two performers and all that shit — it’s still on point. From the jump, I should say that the most important thing to me on-screen is chemistry. If you’re doing some fun, kinky shit and you’re in a nice location, that shit withstands the test of time if it’s done properly. If people are only used to seeing porn in 4K, this might not be the joint for them. But if you’re just looking to see two people fuck, it’s good.
Mistress Marley: The chemistry between Jenna and Rocco seems authentic; it seems as though they actually like each other. I don’t see that a lot while watching porn.
Osiris Blade: The chains in the main scene stick out to me. I can imagine them being cold!
Hooter Planet
This old-school porno opens with a brief PSA on HIV infection delivered by a busty model, whose backcombed hair is quintessential 1990s. Things get progressively trashier from that point onwards — expect poolside dick-sucking, plenty of misogynistic cussing and the first of many poorly aged cameos by notorious porn predator Ron Jeremy, indicted last year on more than 30 sex-crime charges. Its first line of dialogue, delivered after a crabby man finds a random woman in a shed, is particularly telling of the era. “What the fuck are you doing in here, you goddamn whore?” the crabby man yells before she drops to her knees. “You’re only good for one goddamn thing!” Ah, romance.
Noire: Holy shit, the PSA in the beginning says performers are screened every three to six months for HIV — we get tested pretty much every week! Also, I’m not sure how pulling out before you cum can protect you from the spread of HIV. This is a blast from a fucked-up, unprepared past. As for the actual film, it’s not my style. The acting is cheesy, the music is awful and the actor degrading the actress is played out and repetitive. I’m not against being degraded or told what to do as a fetish, but I don’t believe he’s doing it in that way. Yeah, this one should definitely stay in the time capsule.
Dahl: Oh hey, I’ve been to that house in the opening shot with the pool! It’s nice to see that some things never change, including reliable porn-shoot houses in the San Fernando Valley. What exactly is the premise here, though? Is the “plot” just that the men are being gross and misogynistic to the women? I mean, it’s honestly so funny to me because I cannot take any of this seriously when the acting is so atrocious. Even in the opening scene, the woman is clearly laughing at the dude’s accusation that she’s a “goddamn whore.” I’ll be honest, I’m laughing too!
Valentine: The guy in the first 15 minutes is absolutely insufferable, and not even because of what he’s saying — the acting is just exceedingly bad, even for porn! Props to the actress in those opening minutes though, it’s a really good blow job. Ron Jeremy is a better actor, but it’s like he forgets his character within the first minute of talking to his “neighbor.” There seem to be a lot of focused, close-up shots of genitals during penetration, which is interesting — I feel like we’ve moved away from that in the last 25 years. As I watch on though, I’m failing to hold onto any thread of a plot. Why are all these women inside a shed? Are they friends? Do they strip together? This whole film has been very confusing for me. It’s just super misogynistic with some of the worst acting I’ve ever seen.
New Wave Hookers 5
This truly deranged feature is all about “new wave bitches” who become aroused when they hear new wave music — yet the film features precisely zero new wave tracks. Nominated for AVN’s Best Selling Sex Tape award in 1998, this blatantly controversy-courting film features Ron Jeremy in blackface. As if that wasn’t enough, the original New Wave Hookers was removed from distribution in 1986, when news broke that actress Traci Lords was underage when the film was shot. The movie was re-edited and reissued with the offending scene removed, but the subsequent chapters of New Wave Hookers kept on coming.
Marley: The first five seconds was honestly enough for me, especially with the blackface. But as I continued, it was like watching a trainwreck — I couldn’t look away! This film just seemed to break a lot of rules in a way that’s unnecessary, and it was just extremely bizarre. Yikes. The clown thing will definitely leave anyone with nightmares!
Dahl: JESUS CHRIST, I DID NOT WANT TO SEE RON JEREMY IN BLACKFACE WITHIN THE FIRST FIVE SECONDS OF THIS! I knew they had bigger budgets back then, but I’m still surprised by the sheer number of cast members and extras in this, plus the acting is better in this movie. A side note though: I’m officially convinced that real boobs didn’t exist in the 1990s. Other than the blackface, the biggest problem I have with New Wave Hookers 5 is that there’s not really any actual new wave music in it. I feel that I’ve been lied to.
Noire: I’m not even going to waste my life watching any of this — you lost me at Ron Jeremy and blackface. I kept reading and I read that somebody underage was in it. This shit should not be on the internet, and it should not have been nominated for an award. But you know, AVN has carried that racist torch into the new millennium. It doesn’t surprise me that they nominated this bullshit. I guess we all know what happened to Ron Jeremy with his blackface and his sexual assaults, too. Fuck him.
Valentine: It’s hard to look past the blackface, which is obviously a reference to The Mask? It seems totally unnecessary. I hate it. The fundamental concept of this whole thing is confusing to me. New wave is so wide as a genre, so what does “new wave bitches” even mean? The writing is so bad on this one, and it’s such a weird choice to not use any actual new wave music. Nothing really sticks out other than the really, really bizarre intro to what’s otherwise a pretty normal movie.
Escape to Pleasure Island
Heather Hunter was an AVN Hall of Famer, a porn trailblazer and the first Black woman to work with Vivid Entertainment, so plenty of her highly coveted scenes are still released in porn compilations today. Escape to Pleasure Island has some extremely questionable, extremely 1990s dialogue, music and plotlines, but the premise is simple: A former supermodel tries to find “love and happiness in the tropics,” and winds up launching a hot, sex-soaked dance club with a bunch of locals who are down to fuck.
Valentine: The plot is a little easier to follow, but what’s with the throwaway line where he’s like, “Kunta Kinte would be proud?” I get the tone, but it doesn’t feel like the right place for a Roots reference to me. Hey, what do I know though? It’s 1997! Otherwise, I think the acting is a little bit better and it’s less ridiculous, but the music really doesn’t fit the scenes. What’s with the little flute playing during the rough penetration? It just doesn’t compute.
Noire: The Kunta Kinte line was wack. It’s a cheesy 1990s plot and all that, and the set design looked like that shit was in a warehouse somewhere. That definitely wasn’t no island! Heather Hunter is still bad as fuck, though. I didn’t have a problem when she was on screen really, because she does her thing.
Dahl: This scene is pretty cute! The dialogue feels rough, but the actors are doing their best with it. During the intro, I was REALLY enjoying the lack of cheesy music playing constantly in the background, but as soon as their tongues touched, the inevitable happened. Sadly, this dude is the actual worst at cunnilingus that I’ve ever seen. He looks like he’s terrified of her pussy! If that’s the way they eat pussy on “Pleasure Island,” remind me to stay far away!
Lain: I feel like I’m watching the pilot of a UPN show that never saw the light of day, although the acting isn’t that bad. Heather is believable and natural, but what’s with that fucking loincloth? Then there’s the guy who’s moaning when nothing is even happening. He’s eating pussy like he’s scared. I just want to scream “PUT YOUR FACE IN IT!” Again, the dick is so dry, and I hate that dry “stretch out the pussy move” that dudes do. His dick is nice and big at least though, and I love that you can tell they’re really having fun with each other. He’s even making goofy faces at one point!
Shane’s World 11: Pier 69
Shane’s World was a gonzo porn studio launched in 1997 by the mononymous Shane, the ex-girlfriend of porn director Seymore Butts. Inspired by trashy reality shows like The Real World — which inspired the studio’s name — the studio’s output is a precursor to the kind of porn that sells today: grainy, point-of-view footage that shows hot people traveling together, playing with sea lions, trying out obscure Australian instruments and, of course, fucking. Shooting in public proved controversial for gonzo directors — as proven by a lawsuit filed against Butts in 1998 for two counts of obscenity. As for Shane’s World, Shane quit the company in 1999, but the studio’s legacy lives on — in 2003, it received the prestigious honor of being the first porn studio to “invade” Abercrombie & Fitch.
Dahl: Real boobs! They did exist in the 1990s! In this film, I like the part where they find the sea lion the best. I laughed so hard at the line, “Billy, he’s gonna fucking kill you!” The more I watched though, the more I was like, “Wait, there’s a fucking didgeridoo now?” I didn’t even feel like I was watching porn at some points. I totally get the appeal of this series though — it’s basically a bunch of stars traveling, goofing off, trying to make friends with sea lions and learning about didgeridoos. What’s not to love?
Blade: I actually think this is a really fun style of porn filmmaking. It offers a glimpse into the personality of porn stars.
Noire: I think this is a precursor for a lot of what we see today from people who don’t consider themselves to be professional porn performers. You know, the kind of people who are just shooting their shit on a camera phone and having a good time doing it, maybe uploading their clips to OnlyFans or Twitter. This shit is definitely ahead of its time, and especially good for anyone that’s into that sort of “I’ll just fuck anywhere, and if I get caught, I get caught” type of porn. This is your alpha right here! A quick PSA for anyone that’s looking to get into the industry, though: Never record in places where families and kids might be. That shit ain’t cool.
Valentine: Even two minutes in, this strikes me as immediately more watchable than anything else. Amateur porn just feels so much more genuine and believable, and the reality style of this works really well. It sells what people want from porn, which is the feeling that “this could actually happen.” I love when she gets out of the car and pulls down her sweater top, like “Do you think it’s okay if I walk around like this?” I have like eight dresses that are that short, and I walk around in them all the time — I guess notions of modesty have changed a lot in the last 25 years.
Ultimately, I feel like everyone is having a good time, not forcing themselves or over-acting the shit out of every line. I have a lot of good stuff to say about this one — the content was pretty decent, the conversations all felt natural and there were parts where I would say I was legitimately enjoying it, which isn’t something I could say about a lot of the other films.
Flesh and Blood
The atmospheric strings and cinematic shots in the opening credits set up the sinister plot for this hardcore gay porno right away. Notably, it features a decent amount of heterosexual sex for a gay porn, which arguably wouldn’t be the case today — gay guys aren’t generally fans of women in their porn, no matter their role. In this feature-length epic, award-winning porn star Kurt Young plays Derrick, a distraught guy who shows up at the apartment of his dead brother Erick to sort through his possessions. Derrick soon finds out about Erick’s secret male lover Kenny, whose dirty stories of fucking Derrick’s dead brother set a seriously sexy chain of events into motion.
Dahl: This threesome scene is so bi, I love it! I want to be her, just watching two hot men fuck each other with my face precisely four inches away from the penetrative action. I think this film has the best music out of all the clips I’ve watched so far, too. It actually has the right tone in each scene. I mean yes, it’s still cheesy and playing constantly in the background, but at least it doesn’t feel so abrasive to my ears.
Noire: This mustache is really fucking with me, I can’t tell if it’s painted or glued-on! Also, why is he living in a crime scene? What the fuck? I think the overall theme and how they went about it was pretty creative though, especially the final group masturbation scene. That’s not something you see too often, especially in the 1990s. I skimmed through the detective trying to figure out all that shit, but the performers in that final scene… that shit can withstand the test of time.
A side note though, honestly what caught my attention most was an ad under the video that tells guys to pour Coca-Cola on their dick to make it bigger. They use Coca-Cola to de-grease engines and it can take the paint off of a fucking car, do not pour that shit on your dick.
Valentine: The opening credits are so cinematic, I felt like I was about to watch an actual movie! I never feel that way with porn now — all the intros to porn are just slates for the studio, and then it’s straight into the content. I love the cinematic intro to this, the production value is good but the acting is pretty bad. For how conceptually sad this is, the cinematography is pretty decent. It’s definitely weird to see so much heterosexual in a gay porn film, though — not that I’m one to complain!
White Nuts and Black Bolts
Given the title, it’s no surprise that this porn wastes no time jumping headfirst into racial fetishization and misogyny. (“If you ever fancy a change from smelly pussy…” says a frustrated gay guy to the “straight” builder he hired to fix up his house). From that point onwards, expect dick-measuring scenes, hard hats aplenty and extremely questionable acting from the white gay couple, who make countless fetishistic comments that have long been a staple of “interracial” porn. And while this kind of fetishization hasn’t gone away, its overtness is particularly (and grossly) of its time.
Marley: The dialogue in this one was awkward, and the chemistry between the actors seems awkward too. One thing I’m noticing as a pattern with 1990s porn is the awkward dialogue, angles and scene shifts. Oh, and of course this video comes with the typical fetishization of desiring Black men for their penis size — the measuring scene was so corny!
Dahl: Hoo boy, not even one minute in and we’re already starting with the deeply offensive racial fetishization. We’re checking all the boxes here: Rich white gay couple, two Black men who are construction workers, a creepy predatory white dude fetishizing the Black men and offering one of them money to “measure his dick.” By the way, this is literally the worst acting ever. Alright, I can’t watch it any more. I made it through eight minutes.
Blade: A perfect example of Black fetishization. I’m thankful that porn studios nowadays are working toward doing away with the fetishization of Black men and providing more diverse acting roles for men of color.
Noire: I think we still see this racial fetishization of Black and brown folks in porn, and it’s never okay, because we’re people. You can’t turn a person into a fetish; you can’t turn our humanity into a fetish. You can be attracted to people, but when it becomes all about our skin color or some monolithic shit that removes us from being an individual, that shit ain’t cool. It’s pretty degrading. As for this film specifically, the acting was god-awful — nothing takes me out of the moment like someone who’s clearly trying hard to remember their lines, or someone that totally lacks feeling. There’s some really choppy editing, too. Look, we watch porn to live out our fantasies, to be so caught up in pleasure that it inspires us to pleasure ourselves or our partners. That shit has got to be done right! All the right ingredients have got to be in it to make it flavorful.
Miscellaneous Trans Porn
Yep, you read that right — tracking down trans porn from the 1990s usually involves downloading a Trojan virus to your computer, and tracking down porn starring trans guys from that era is pretty much impossible. (That doesn’t mean it didn’t exist, it just means it’s not readily available online.) What is out there is littered with words like “shemale” and “transsexual,” which are wildly outdated terms that still crop up from time to time in today’s porn. There’s Transsexual Prostitutes 2, Shemales Down Under, which stars the very cool Kim Christy, Shemale of the Jungle, which comes with a bonus smattering of weird racial fetishization, and Married… With Shemales, a Married… With Children parody that stars a slutty, trans Peggy Bundy and was even directed by a trans woman herself, Karen Dior.
Noire: I definitely think there have been a lot of strides made over the past 20 or 30 years in terms of people understanding, accepting and appreciating trans folk. Most importantly, people have started to be more open about being attracted to and actually loving trans folk. Trans porn back in the day used to be “shemale,” but people have found better ways to honor and respect trans people, and there are a lot of great companies right now that are shooting some really beautiful stuff. I definitely want people to see the trans scenes that I’ve done, too — find them on my fan sites. As for these films, I thought the “prostitutes” clip looked like it was shot the best. The others seemed like they were really thrown together!
Dahl: I think Married… With Shemales seems like a porn parody just like any other. Aside from the “shemale” terminology, which we all recognize is antiquated and offensive these days, I think it’s cool that the cast is primarily trans women, and it was also directed by a trans woman. Personally, I fully understand the desire to cosplay as Peg Bundy, so I’m on board. Maybe we can do a modern-day queer porn retelling and get rid of all the problematic language?
Valentine: It’s telling that there are so few accessible trans porn clips [from that era]. It’s just another thing that keeps us out of the public eye. Anyway, moving through that, from what I can see these films are all heavily centered on slurs and fetishization, which is still kind of par for the course, unfortunately. There are plenty of websites that still use slurs as categories for trans porn and in porn titles, not in a way that’s like trans performers trying to reclaim them, but in a way that’s capitalizing off the fetishizaiton of those slurs. Even the descriptions are super unpleasant. Transsexual Prositutes is about “twisted transsexual hookers,” and the descriptions make trans pepople seem like this overarching evil, although I guess we still have that problem.
Shemale of the Jungle — I hate saying that word — has some “half woman, half beast” language going on, and then there’s some sort of a race element going on, too. The Married… With Children parody is the only one that seems to have any redeeming qualities, and the actress is cute. I’m sure they treat her terribly, but at least the description is nice. Anyway, I guess names and terms change over time, but trans terms haven’t changed that much, which is unfortunate. I’d like to see more change with that in the future.
Shock
Have you ever wanted to see a hot blonde get fucked by two gargoyles? If so, Shock might just be the film for you. This artsy, erotic two-hour epic features some seriously Orientalist scenes — again, it’s the 1990s — but the big-budget psychedelic fever dreams of this kinky masterpiece make for a wild ride. The aforementioned gargoyle scene even netted AVN’s Most Outrageous Sex Scene in 1997, cementing Shock’s legacy as one of the decade’s most memorable porn flicks.
Marley: I laughed throughout the entire thing — the acting, the special effects, the music! Sometimes porn just needs to be porn. I don’t think many 1990s directors understood that.
Dahl: I knew the minute I saw gargoyles I was going to be into this, and I am — I want my own Stone Bone Daddy! Kudos to the makeup artist, because these gargoyle men have hella prosthetics on their faces and it actually looks pretty good. I’m disappointed that their dicks are flesh-colored, although I understand there are limits to what makeup can achieve. BRB, I’m on my way to write to Bad Dragon and ask them to make a new Gargoyle-themed dildo. In all seriousness though, I can totally see why this won the award for Most Outrageous Sex Scene. It’s totally off-the-wall and artsy as hell, plus the production value is insane for a porn film.
Noire: This is the most 1990s shit ever, and I’m fucking here for it! I like the way it’s shot, the creativity, the angles… This is what I think of when I think of some classic 1990s porn. If they weren’t fucking in it, it could just have easily been some psychological B-movie thriller from the 1990s as well. It’s the right mix of kinky, sexy, weirdo shit, and the acting isn’t fucking terrible. The part where shorty was fucking the two dudes that were like statues and the stone face shit, though? I was like “I am not high enough for this right now!” That shit looked wild though, and I loved the idea of people getting high and then having these trippy sex dreams. I fucked with this joint heavy.
Texas Dildo Masquerade
You could barely swing a dick in the 1990s without hitting a handful of cheesy porn parodies: from Buffy the Vampire Layer to Ass Ventura: Crack Detective, almost every movie out there had its very own boned-up counterpart. Texas Dildo Masquerade is another standout classic. A robotic voiceover opening describes this as the story of a “blissful summer drive [that] became a descent into purgatory,” and the following 113 minutes of campy chaos do not disappoint. This retro masterpiece features dildo-wielding maniacs, a vagina-mouthed Leatherface and none other than Ron fucking Jeremy, yet again. Come for the comedy accents, stay for the three-way strap-on sex scene (I’m pretty sure that wasn’t in the original movie).
Marley: Hilarious. The dialogue was cringe, the plot was even more cringe and the dinner scene was the absolute worst!
Blade: I love porn parodies, they’re part of the reason I joined the porn industry. As for Ron Jeremy, it seems like he’s a 1990s porn parody staple. I never understood his sex appeal, but he was always there.
Dahl: This is pure insanity. HOW DID THIS GET MADE? The second scene is clearly depicting a non-consensual sex act, which I guess they could get away with in the pre-internet porn distribution era? Anyway, I just noticed that Leatherface has a vagina instead of a mouth. I’m going to have nightmares tonight, thanks a lot. The woman in the sex scene at the 60-minute mark deserves a fucking trophy for keeping a straight face while her male costar is shouting in her face in a very bad fake Southern accent.
There’s literally nothing about this that isn’t problematic, but am I still going to send this link to my five closest friends just to troll them.
Jake Hall
Jake Hall is a freelance journalist, fashion features editor and author. Their debut book 'The Art of Drag' is scheduled for release in May 2020.
