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From: [email protected] (Peter van Aarle)
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Subject: Review: Creasemaster's Wife
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And here is the second above average movie I saw recently:
the Creasemaster's Wife (VCA Platinum 1993, dir: Greg Dark)
cast: Tyffany Million, Devon Shire, Sierra, Leanna Foxxx and Danielle
Rodgers.
Jonathon Morgan, Mike Horner, Steve Drake, Randy Spears, Tom Byron,
Zach Thomas and William Winehardt.
This movie, as is quite usual in recent Dark Brothers movies, is told by
the main characters 'interview style' (some call it 'talking heads') with
the action scenes inserted between the interviews.
As usual for a Dark Bros. movie the technical quality is good.
The story starts with Julie Tate (Tyffany Million) explaining she left her
husband because he turned from a normal insurance salesman into Jean Paul
Slamdog who went around asking women to let him expect their 'privates'. He
started the Creastic Institute to study the female sexuality and now does
nothing but look at vagina's in action all day.
Then Devon Shire and Mike Horner explain how they let their good friend
stay with them after she seperated.
One night in bed Devon decides they should help Tyffany date some new guys.
After decideing which of Mike's friends they will hitch her up with they
make love.
The dinner with this guy (William Winehardt) is not a succes, since Tyffany
after hearing he collects 70's music ("I've got a complete collection")
asks him if he jerks off to the beat. Then she wants to know if he has a
big dick "because I only fuck big dicks, and you were invited here to fuck
me, weren't you?" The guys ego is crushed and he leaves before the main
course.
Depressed, Tyfanny decides to visit Slamdog (Jonathon Morgan). In his
office she finds him on his kness inspecting the creases of Sierra and
Leanna Foxx (Sierra is her cute pre-boobjob self, but Leanna looks gross
with her ridiculous plastic tits, not to mention the ugly bleach job on her
hair!). Slamdog says Tyfanny needs to practice the Creastic Relaxation
Experience and he proceeds to show her how to do that. Tyffany exclaims she
didn't come here to masturbate and leaves. This leaves Slamdog free to
conclude his work with his two study-subjects. The session ends with
Slamdog jerking off into their faces.
The next guy Devon and Mike invite the uncreditted Zach Thomas to meet
Tyffany. He is less abashed, and she is soon on her knees sucking on his
dick (which leaves Devon and Mike speechless, and they soon leave).
Devon and Mike's 'talking heads' tell us that Tyffany began picking up guys
in bars and partying all night long. This is illustrated by Tyffany having
an orgy poolside with Tom Byron, Steve Drake and Randy Spears.
Mike can't take it anymore and he tells Devon to get Tyffany to act normal,
or she will have to leave. So Devon tells her it is time for her to find a
job and her own place. But when Tyffany comes back one afternoon and finds
Devon who just had a lovemaking session with her mistress Danielle
rodgers, she says she's won't be leaving after all.
In fact next day she steps into the bathroom while Mike is taking a bath
and seduces him into fucking her. Afterwards she tells him about Devon's
affair, and then leaves their house.
The film wraps up with interviews of the 3 main characters. Devon and Mike
tell that the revelation have probably helped thei relationship in the long
run, since they now do not hide their fantasies from eachother anymore.
And Tyffany tells that she has gotten a jog as PR person fo an oilvompany.
She has to entertain difficult business partners to influence their
decissions...
All in all I'd say this is a nice movie. Not the best the Dark Bros. ever
made, but certainly better than much of the product out there.
It's certainly a nice movie for fans of Tyffany since she's in the majority
of the scenes...
Rating: about a 3.00
Peter van Aarle ([email protected] / [email protected])
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