Joanna Angel Writes, Directs ‘The Night They Came For Lacy’ for Grownup Time Anthology

LOS ANGELES — “Porn’s Queen of Halloween” Joanna Angel writes, directs and stars in “The Night They Came for Lacy,” an episode of Pure Taboo’s new horror anthology “Underneath the Bed.”

“For many years, Joanna has been porn’s Queen Of Halloween,” says a rep. “From parodies of ‘Frankenstein’ and ‘The Strolling Dead’ to original fare like ‘Cindy, Queen Of Hell’ and this year’s ‘Three Cheers For Satan,’ her exclusive blend of sex, gore and camp has turn out to be to All Hallow’s Eve what the Grinch and Charlie Brown are to Christmas!”

Bree Mills tapped Angel as a logical option for the inaugural season of Grownup Time’s “Underneath The Bed” anthology, which the company’s Chief Innovative Officer described as “present day horror tv for grownups that happens to have sex in it.”

In the episode, entitled “The Night They Came for Lacy,” the titular protagonist flashes back to the day that she (Lacy Lennon) killed two of her very best pals (played by Angel and Katrina Jade) and her boyfriend (Little Hands) in a horrific vehicle accident.

Lennon’s guilt-ridden go to to their graves on the anniversary of their deaths, according to the rep, “takes a terrifying and attractive flip, even though, when they rise from their caskets to engage in a spirited three-on-one hate-fuck zombie orgy!”

“While it’s been a tradition of mine to make a function horror-comedy every year for Burning Angel,” Angel explained, “this year I now have anything to make you laugh and make you cry. Either way, there is a good deal of blood and sex, and the members of Grownup Time will have plenty of gore to wank it to this October!”

Angel praised growing star Lennon’s acting expertise. “Lacy is amazing! Her tears and screams felt so actual, it was petrifying. She’s a real star, in each acting and sex. For that purpose, I’ll forgive her for murdering me.”

“I had no clue what I was getting myself into when I got my script from Joanna,” extra Lennon. “I was stoked to function for and with some of the most amazing people in our sector. By the end of the set, I had a scraped knee, no far more vocals from all the screaming and some wonderful sex that had my legs shaking continuously. There was one stage where we had been attempting to figure out the sex and we all explained, ‘Fuck yeah, we’ll fuck in the filth!’ Ha!”