A porno star who looks more like a porno fan, Ron Jeremy comes across as a likable hustler who’s made the most of his unique talents in Scott J. Gill’s once-over-lightly docu. Like subject’s most infamous attribute, “Pornstar: The Legend of Ron Jeremy” is, at a brisk 75 minutes, long enough to get the job done. Pic may find an aud on what’s left of after-midnight circuit, but seems better suited for cable TV showcasing.
Echoing “The Girl Next Door,” Christine Fugate’s study of porn queen Stacy Valentine, “Legend” stops far short of zooming in on hard-core action. Even so, little else is left to the imagination, as Jeremy, co-stars and other associates explicitly describe the unique facets of his star quality: his indefatigable exuberance, his insatiable appetite for cunnilingus, his Viagra-free resiliency and, perhaps most important, his beefy and hairy regular-guy appearance. Jeremy yearns to be more than a fringe cult figure and proudly speaks of his bit parts in mainstream pics like “Cobra” and “Detroit Rock City.” Until he makes the crossover, tough, he’s willing to keep plugging away in fare like his most recent effort, “Ally McFeel.”