FROM: [email protected] SUBJECT: Mini-review: Conquest DATE: 16 Nov 1996 01:35:04 GMT ORGANIZATION: America Online, Inc. (1-800-827-6364) (1.10) FOLLOWUP-TO: rec.arts.movies.erotica Conquest Wicked Pictures d. Greg Steel/Brad Armstrong Jenna Jameson, Shayla Leveaux, Juli Ashton, Asia Carrera, Kia, Alex Dane, Missy, Sahara Sands. Guys include Vince Voyeur, Alex Sanders, Tom Byron, Brad Armstrong, Mark Davis, Michael Wheatley, Dick Tracy and Sean Ryder. With such a cast, this movie would be worth a look even without all the hype in AVN and other places that's preceded it. For those of you not in the know, this is a big-budget (by porn standards, anyway) pirate epic, shot on film, with several scenes, including a swordfight, taking place at sea on genuine sailing vessels. Conquest is ambitious, no doubt about it, in its attempt to return to the days when porn movies took longer than two hours to shoot and actually had plot and character as well as sex. In some respects, it succeeds. I won't say it fails in others, but there are a few elements of the production that rubbed me the wrong way. For starters, it's obvious that most of today's raised-on-video stars and directors aren't used to the demands of the film medium. Fixed camera posistions, as opposed to mobile video cameras, limit the photographers' ability to capture sex when compared with their videotape counterparts. This, in turn, requires a greater degree of situational awareness and cooperation from the performers. They're used to having the cameraman do more of the work, and it shows at times in this movie. Then there's the soundtrack, which includes some heinous Gregorian-type chanting accompanying the first two sex scenes, as well as obviously dubbed cries of passion throughout all seven sex scenes. It's still a mark of technical inadequacy, IMHO, when an actress mouths "Fuck me, fuck me" and you don't hear anything, and then, 10 seconds later, you hear her moaning or crying out while her mouth stays shut. You'll also readily ascertain the differences between the terms "porn actor" and "adult video performer." Quite simply, there aren't a lot of the former, especially with Ashlyn Gere on hiatus, while there's a surfeit of the latter. But on the positive side, the camerawork is good, the ladies are lovely, there is a story, and the producers show genuine interest in making the type of quality product that some of us have been yearning for since the advent of the video camera. What about the sex, you ask? Here's a rundown (again, I don't pay a lot of attention to which guy is which; my apologies in not being able to identify some). Scene 1 - Missy, Sahara Sands, Tom Byron and two other guys. Sahara deep throats one of the guys nicely and gets an anal from Tom Byron, who cums on her ass. Missy gets fucked, then ass-fucked, and sucks off the guy whom Sahara was sucking before Tom came. This guy cums on her face, while the other pulls out of her ass and cums on her pussy. Missy, as usual, is a delight to look at (don't EVER let a knife come near those tits!) and an enthusiastic performer. Scene 2 - Shayla and Jenna and some pearls. I won't spend much time here as g/g scenes don't appeal to me much. The highight is when Shayla sticks the pearls up Jenna's ass and pulls them out with her teeth. Scene 3 - Alex Sanders joins Shayla and Jenna for what, IMHO, is the highlght scene of the film. Alex licks Jenna's as while Shayla blows him. He fucks Jenna, standing from behind, then gets to do Shayla in the same position, while Jenna goes below and does some licking - of exactly what, we can't tell. Then cums the highlight: Alex pulls out of Shayla and immediately plunges into Jenna's mouth, where he gets off one quick burst, which she spits back out, before finishing with a nice facial frosting. Scene 4 - Alex Dane and two guys and Kia and a guy. I'm going to have to pay a little more attention to Alex's work! She gives sucks and fucks both her guys, ending in a cross-fire facial. Kia, meanwhile, does a standard half-and-half with her guy and takes a little dribble on the face when he's done. Scene 5 - Asia and one guy. A pretty standard half-and-half. Asia's lovely, despite her augmented breasts, which I'm seeing here for the first time (what was wrong with the old ones, by the way?). At one point, Asia jumps off an RC and starts blowing the guy, and I'm thinking I'm about to be treated to a rare Asia facial. But alas, it's not to be. They switch positions and start fucking again, and Asia takes it on her tits, giving the guy's dick one playful little lick long after he's shot his wad. Scene 6 - Juli and three guys. The intensity of this scene is limited by the fact that it's being shot on film in the cramped space of a boat deck. Nonetheless, Juli's lovely as usual, taking two facials at scene's end. Scene 7 - Jenna and a guy on the beach. We get a standing-from-behind, up-against-a-rock screw before the couple moves to the sand, where Jenna gets doggied before turning around to take a nice facial that would've been a lot better if she and the camera had lingered a while longer. Definitely worth a rental. Dick O'Stone
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