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Olympic Fever
Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009 | Reviews | No Comments
Olympic Fever
Movie Review from Gene Ross at www.adultfyi.com
Ask yourself this question: when was the last time you saw Bill Margold without a mustache or Ron Jeremy with a 32-inch waist?
While the movie Olympic Fever just released on DVD from Arrow Productions www.xxxdeepthroat.com may not be the most accurate response from a trivia standpoint, at least it affords the opportunity of witnessing both phenomena, simultaneously.
Jeremy who’s been hamming it up as Barnacle Bill the Sailor as of late is on the other side of both the Atkins Diet and the American flag as a Russian spy who can suck his own dick- but for a second- just to show the canines in the neighborhood that he can. The fact that he does it from a standing position is all the more noteworthy.
And Seka, who emits a few grunts here and there but nothing discernible in the way of language as we know it, plays Jeremy’s Platinum accomplice. Their mission, once Jeremy displays the fact that he can suck his own dick [ keep telling yourself it's not a gay act ], is to sabotage the U.S. Swim Team with the help of turncoat Paul Thomas.
[Thomas as the main go-to guy in one of the many briskly paced scenes has Seka bent over by her garter belt in one instance and lets 'er rip.]
Sexually, Olympic Fever http://www.adultfyi.com/read.aspx?ID=4167 which includes Serena, Connie Peterson, Candida Royalle, and R.J. Reynolds, gives you lot of sexual chestnuts to chomp on including an indoor cast orgy and an outdoor coupling against a Dr. Zhivago landscape, courtesy Mother Nature. But nowhere are the scenes played to the style and length you might be used to in contemporary porn. Which is way okay for couples who probably yearn for the good ol’ days of a storyline that didn’t sacrifice itself on the altar of interminable sexual gymnastics.
Meanwhile, the Russian plot masterminded by a cat-fondling Blofeld character out of James Bond is to kidnap thekey member of the swim team, Laurie Smith who plays a character named Kristin, and is billed in the credits as such. More trivia. And the rescue mission headed up by Coach Ron played by Margold is an economically downsized version of the one you might see in Stripes.
Besides all that, is the fact that Smith has a protein deficiency which can be stabilized by giving blow jobs, which means she has to suck a lot of cock to go that extra lap. Smith, as you can’t help but notice, also sports massive bush as though she’s got an old Cosell hairpiece trapped in a leg lock. Other deficiencies besides the protein one also apply to a couple of cute continuity snafus that lend character to the piece’s sense of casual free-for-all and result from an unexpected said snow storm. For instance we see Margold running his team through a series of calisthenics on a warm spring day only to have a cutaway to Jeremy spying on them in the middle of a snow squall.
Closer inspection might uncover a few more hiccups, but that’s half the charm of these older porn flicks. And keep convincing yourself that sucking one’s own dick is not a gay act.
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Candy Stripers
Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009 | Reviews | No Comments
Candy Stripers DVD cover
Movie Review from Gene Ross from www.adultfyi.com
One night on KSEX a couple of years ago, Ginger Lynn was telling a story about how she wanted to hold her boyfriend’s cock while he was taking a piss because she thought it was such a hot thing to do. Lest you think Ginger’s a bit weird, you might want to check out Candystripers, a classic porn film and a must-see, available from Arrow Productions, www.xxxdeepthroat.com. For there you’ll find a scene very similar to what Ginger’s talking about.
Candystripers, directed by Bob Chinn, stars porn legend Cris Cassidy who was billed in the film as Montana. And Joey Silvera is marqueed under his former porn name Joey Nassivera. More notably, however, is the fact that porn censors went back and excised two fisting scenes. But the film remains a testimony to full scale production, solid acting and goose pimply erotic entertainment. Cassidy, along with fellow ’stripers Amber Hunt and Nancy Hoffman, pretty much have the run of the hospital in this comedy including the hospital broom closets- where the roving medics catch an occasional blowjob. In one such sequence look for Richard Pacheo who’s billed as Marc Howard.
Hoffman’s particularly out of control because it’s her last day at the hospital, and the rest of the nursing staff have a farewell party planned in her honor. If you read the word orgy between those lines then you qualify as an adult screenwriter. In one spectacular scene, Hoffman double teams with the lovely Eileen Welles in a threeway with Paul Thomas. Thomas, who’s married to Welles, has been cooped up and is telling her how he misses the taste of her pussy. “I miss eating you,” he says, looking at her dolefully. And as Thomas is doing so, Hoffman’s in the room jerking him off. Before you can say happy ending, Thomas’ hospital bed is a tangle of convulsing, sweaty bodies.
Amber Hunt is no slouch, either, when it comes to bringing shame to her uniform. In the scene I was getting to earlier, Hunt is trying to calm down the penis of patient Rock Steadie so that he can piss in a bottle. But you know how pissing in a bottle can be, and, pretty soon, Hunt’s hairy female ass crack is all over the screen, with Rock steadying his first two fingers in her for a manually applied d.p. Later, Hunt shares a more conventional moment in bed with Joey Silvera who seems to be on a mission to work his way through the nursing staff.
A wonderful girl-girler also brings Cassidy, who’s opening scene with Joey is pretty hysterical for its nonchalance, together with patient Phaedra Grant. Grant, a stunning redhead, is caught pleasuring herself under the covers with a banana, but Cassidy soon makes Grant realize it’s but a poor substitute for womanly love- a message brought loud and clear when the majority of the Hoffman orgy goes lesbo.
Reel People
Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009 | Reviews | No Comments
Reel People DVD cover
Movie Review from Gene Ross at www.adultfyi.com
Filmed in blush-o-vision, the late Anthony Spinelli, back in the day, did a movie which, ostensibly, brought “civilians” in front of an adult camera for the first time.
In what’s probably the first instance of reality-based porn, these participants, with possibly one exception, are paired with adult performers. [And not a bad deal, either, for the perfomer, all things considered.]
With voiceovers lending detailed stories of virginal sacrifice and past bedroom exploits, the sex is missionary-normal, non-theatrical, and unlike what you’ll generally see in an adult movie. Which is probably a good thing. And, too boot, Spinelli eschews the external pop shot. Now there’s a sense of reality you don’t get in adult movie making.
And I say blush-o-vison in describing this, because Spinelli, a robust, exuberant man to have known him in person, seems awkard, sometimes off his game in his introductory remarks. Often, and self-consciously, he looks down at his notes. Now whether this is a perpetration or not on the part of Spinelli, who had the reputation as being an actor’s director, one can’t conclusively state. If the whole thing’s a put-on, it’s a good one.
In making a case for that, witness a sharp exchange Spinelli has with a woman named Lucy. A contrarian, Lucy, states that she’s never experienced a moment of random horniness. Consequently,she comes off as a man-hater; and Spinelli, in wrestling mode, gets in her face. It’s almost a little too pat as if to say, well, we can’t have everyone looking eager to fuck a porn star, now, can we?
“Ever been raped?” is Spinelli’s first question out of the chute- a query you might often hear put out at the local supermarket in a vain pick-up attempt.
While this conversation’s taking place, Lucy has a grinning John Leslie breathing down her neck, and after having similar challenges put to her in courtroom fashion, Lucy says she’s not in the mood to fuck.
Leslie comments, “I love when a woman doesn’t want to fuck me.” Don’t we all, John. As a consolation prize, Leslie gets a shot at a 19 year-old receptionist at an insurance company.
Meanwhile, Marci, a housewife from Sacramento, talks about how she takes care of her pussy and does what it says. With her twat as an obvious command center, Marci claims she can exert the same influence upon men and asks Spinelli if he feels a tingling in his pants. During an arranged tryst with Richard Pacheco, Marci relates how she got fucked in the ass for the first time in a sleeping bag while cuddling with her boyfriend.
“I want your warmth,” Marci tells Pacheco as the actor lets out a triumphant bellow similar to that of a bedroom bull moose.
Then we have Jim, a sexually suspect electrical engineer. And this is said because Jim brags about his prowess with women while exhibiting behavioral symptoms similar to a floral arranger or a man locked in a bathroom stall with Senator Larry Craig. Jim has 69-style sex with Edwina, a teacher with a story about an affair with a 15 year-old student.
“Those inner city kids were sexually experienced,” she says almost wistfully.
And never having had a threeway, Chuck, a David Brenner lookalike with glasses, is certifiably creepy. Had this been lensed twenty years later, Chuck might have been an Internet chatroom stalker. So, if for nothing else, Chuck should be kissing Spinelli’s ass for the opportunity to get at some era-attractive trim.
The one thing you can say about Paul Thomas, is, he hasn’t lost the ability to make anything coming out his mouth sound nothing less than profound. Here’s he’s paired with a redhead named Salina. According to Salina, the magic button for her is eye contact. Except P.T. sees it in another context.
“We’re like two animals,” he whispers, with some animals possibly objecting to the characterization.
Want to get scared? Kay, a unibrow swinger in her Thirties, says she gets turned on by Aunt Peg and that pairing’s also made possible though not necessarily acceptable.
We might have done without Kay and her Adam Carolla look, but Reel People is certainly a landmark porn film in many ways with a resounding focus and dead-on feel for the sexual mores of its time.
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