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From: [email protected] (Peter van Aarle)
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Subject: Review: Priceless
Date: Thu, 16 Nov 1995 18:52:47 +0100
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Well they had 2 other fairly recent releases withJenna, so here is a review
of the other one I rented.
Priceless (Wicked 1995, dir: Jim Enright, 98 minutes)
cast: Jenna Jameson, Misty Rain, Roxanne Hall, Holly Body, Sofia Ferrari,
Krista Mays,
Peter North, Toni tedeschi, Steven St. Croix, Jonathon Morgan.
The scene rundown:
. Holly Body, Peter North
. Roxanne Hall, Misty Rain, Toni Tedeschi
. Jenna Jameson, Misty Rain
. Sofia Ferrari, Jonathon Morgan
. Krista Mays, Steven St. Croix
. Jenna Jameson, Peter North
Well, this is another one of those detective stories.
You see Peter North is one of those old-fashioned gumshoes, and of course
he is broke.
The difference is that now Marc Cashman has put some previous life stuff
into the script to make it more interesting (or confusing ;-)
As he steps into his office Holy Body - who in his words "should have a
mattress strapped to her back" - is waiting for him and immediately starts
undressing him. After some head by both they go for doggie (bent over the
desk), reverse cowgirl and mish before he paints her boobs white. Taking
his last $100 she leaves just as Jenna Jameson walks in.
Jenna of course is looking for a detective, and she explains she wants him
to prove she did not kill her boss Toni Tedeschi. She also says she won't
be able to pay unless he proves her innocense (sounds like an extremly bad
deal to me ;-) So she tells him that Toni had promissed her a promotion,
but it turned out he had also promissed it to two other girls. Then he
invited all three to his place and wanted them to show how much they wanted
the promotion. Of course Jenna left indignantly, but the other two girls,
Roxanne Hall and Misty Rain were more then happy to fuck Toni to get a
promotion. They start with some double head, then Toni and Roxanne both
lick Misty before Toni gives it to Misty mish on the desk. Then it's
Roxanne's turn doggie before he cums on Misty's chest.
Jenna goes on to tell she had waited outside the room to tell the girls
what she though of their conduct, then all 3 of them left together. But
someone came back and shot Toni within the hour.
Peter decides to first go and talk with Misty Rain, who used to be Jenna's
roommate. Misty tells how she and Jenna were lovers, and of course we get
to see an example of their lovemaking.
He has had the feeling he's seen Jenna before, and so he takes her along to
Sofia Ferrari, a medium he knows. She sees that Jenna was betrayed 50 years
earlier in her previous life by Peter North's previous incarnation. That
led to her being executed for murder.
He checks a bit and finds the 50 year old case, and the guilty girl indeed
looked exactly like Jenna. Now he wants to know more and goes back to
Sofia, but she is busy with another client. It's Jonathon Morgan and she
wants him to fuck her (never mind why, it's just a ploy to include another
scene anyway :-) She wants it mish, then she wants it up her ass doggie
before her facial.
Then Sofia lets him relive his previous life and he finds out he could have
saved the previous Jenna from being executed for the murder of her husband
Steven St. Croix. We see (in black and white) how she walked in on Steven
fucking his secretary Krista Mays mish and doggie.
After some digging in the present he find Misty and Roxanne are lovers and
had a motive for murdering Toni Tedeschi.
Then he drives Jenna back to the alley where 50 years ago his previous
self fell in love with her, but never consumated that love. So of course
(hey, this is porn, remember ;-) they decide to get it on in that alley
now, 50 years later. Well you can all guess the drill by now: he goes down,
she goes down, followed by mish, reverse cowgirl and doggie before they
finish with a very brief titfuck and a cumshot on her boobs.
Ok the final verdict: I must again say it's not a bad movie. Again, like in
VR 69, I would have preferred more full-body shots. But the cast is pretty,
the picture is good and well lit, so what more can you ask. Besides, you
get 6 instead of the usual 5 sex scenes (even though one is a
dream/previous life sequence and therefore in B&W). Worth a rental I would
say
About 2.50 on the Imperial scale.
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