Talk about clutching for a movie title cuz this is as dumb as it gets and I doubt the director Jimmy D. is freakin’ genius either judging by the cough cough videography. I’ll give him a GED though because this proves that taking a few pages from the Jules & Skeeter playbook for success ain’t always a bad thing. It’s a smart move to emulate today’s trailblazers for a couple of reasons, but all I care about is that their aesthetic brilliance somehow gleams golden even when transmuted through the lens’ of lesser pornographers. Their styles have become the bulwark of certain visual standards others acclimate themselves to in an effort emulate their current gonzo formulas for success unwittingly or with the cunning that makes the jizz biz world spin.... Hey, stop me if I’m speaking in tongues again, but in plain English basically what I’m trying to say is that their respective styles have influenced a wave of imitators and I’m not necesarily complaining because it’s what makes the good parts of this flick great. However, that doesn’t change the fact that the good parts of every porno movie always depend on the pussy, because w/o that there would be no pornography worth watching unfortunately taking into account the scores of fairies and trannies running rampant in the world like the living dead. Yeah, it’d be hell on earth without the whores many of you perverts take for granted, but that doesn’t mean we have to like ALL of the bitches because only the consistent stand-outs really count in the greater scheme of sleaze.
So, if I didn’t bore you out of your gourd I bet you’re wondering who on here was worth flailing the petrified tentacle at. Ok, let’s toss out Cailey Taylor because she just looks like a plasticine porn whore by the numbers and Arianna Jollee seems like damaged goods on a downward spiral. Honestly, I only like the scrawny Deja Dare solely because of the boots she wears and that pun was not intended. Lucy Lee actually looks tasty here dressed to the sixty nines in fishnets and lace but the cheap shots of a foot fuck edited in at the wrong moment threw this scene into a tailspin momentarily I thought I was hallucinating.... I’ll be damned, Nautica Thorn put the frosting on the caked fist again. [Anarchy films]