Stars : Christina Angel, Steve St Croix, Krysti Lynn, Maeva,
Isis Nile, Lana Sands, Gerry Pike, Alex Sanders, Tom Byron, Jake
Williams, Jamie Gillis, John Leslie, Joey Silvera, David Pollmen and a
whole load more...
EVIL ANGEL VIDEO/JOHN LESLIE PRODUCTIONS
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know I should have reviewed this one about a year
and a half ago when it was "topical" but it takes a while for me to get
things over in the UK. I can't just walk into a video store and pick one
up the day it comes out. But anyway, I finally got it, and yep, it was
worth the wait, I reckon. John Leslie is indeed a talented man. The
production values here are fantastic with sets, make-up, costumes and
acting (!) to rival REAL Hollywood movies. The script is also rather
intriguing and quite unlike anything I've ever seen. The sex? Well, on
the whole it could have been better, I suppose, but Christina Angel
really is a beautiful creature isn't she? In this movie she looks
fantastic (in make-up courtesy of Allan Bosshardt, the VIVID regular) and
she's also the focal point of the whole film. If you don't feel the same
way I do about her, then you'll probably not enjoy the film nearly as
much, as she appears in nearly every scene (sex or non-sex). Anyway,
enough of this already, on to the film itself....
It begins with Steve St Croix, a diamond thief, handing over his
latest aquistions to Jon Dough and David Pollmen (Bald, ugly black male,
horrible moustache). They're very happy, but refuse to give him his
money, as they want him to join their organisation, some kind of
surrealist mafia run by Jamie Gillis. Steve refuses and storms out. Next
thing we know, he's walking down the patented John Leslie Dark Alley (TM)
with smoke blowing left, right and centre and a car pulls up alongside
him. From out of it springs two men who pin him to the wall. John Leslie
himself walks out of the car and reads Steve the old "Your life is not
going to be worth living" act. It's nice to see Leslie back on screen
again. He's still a great actor. Anyhow, Leslie drops his cigarette into
a puddle in slo-mo ("see how quickly things can change" he says, as it
fizzles out) and the three men drive off, leaving St Croix standing alone
in the alley. Now we cut to a desert vista of some sort where Krysti Lynn
is riding a horse led by Steve. She tells him that "there's only room for
one on this horse" as we now see Christina riding across the plains
wearing a delightful leather number. She pulls out a rifle and we cut
back to Steve in the alley, being picked up in a car by his pal Joey
Silvera. He asks Joey to take him home....
Now for some sex, after a lengthy (but well done) introduction. Steve
arrives home to find Jon Dough and David Pollmen in his house with his
wife (Krysti Lynn). They beat him up (a bit corny) and leave him gasping
on the floor while they screw Krysti who they say "belongs to the
organistaion". This is mostly Dough's scene as we don't even see
Pollmen's dick! He just fondles Krysti the whole time (obviously he has
erection problems) and keeps his limp member well hidden at all times.
Anyhow, this is quite a nice scene. Krysti looks delicious and Dough's
been in the business long enough to know what he's doing. Pollmen's an
annoyance but he's easily blocked out of your mind. Steve wakes up half
way through and gives Dough an evil glance, to which Dough replies "Stick
around. I'm going to fuck your wife up the ass!". Nice guy? Steve walks
out and Dough proceeds to anal Krysti while Pollmen just hides away
behind her, fondling her breasts. Eventually Dough delivers a GREAT
facial (I love her reaction) while Pollmen just stands by her face,
rubbing something in his hand which may (or may not) be his penis. Cut.
Now we see Steve paying the Boss (Jamie Gillis) a visit. They indulge
in a surreal conversation which flicks from Jamie's office to the desert
vista in between words (nicely edited). Christina is displaying her
impressive body throughout as she writhes along Jamie's table and presses
herself up against his window. Eventually she delivers BJ's to three guys
in the desert (Tom Byron, Alex Sanders and Jake Williams. YEUCK!) while
Jamie and Steve continue talking. This is a very brief scene and each guy
ends by delivering a weak facial. Jake's is barely even noticable and
Alex's is in slo-mo in case you miss it!
On to the next scene. Joey sets Steve up in a motel room (I think) for
the night, but Steve can't sleep so he heads off to Gerry Pike's bar.
Shortly after he arrives, Isis Nile picks him up. She's a prostitute,
BTW. She jerks him off in the bar, very briefly, before they adjourn to
the back room where Christina is masturbating behind glass. Isis and
Steve do cowgirl and rev-cowgirl, but all of this is overshadowed by
Christina playing with herself. VEEERY nice, indeed. Anyway, if you still
care what Steve and Isis are doing, the scene ends in an average facial,
and we cut to Steve's motel room again.... Incidentally, all the editing
in this movie (courtesy of Leslie himself) is very fast and the scenes do
flit from one to the other rapidly.
Christina is making the bed for him, and it's revealed that she
represents all that he wants and needs (and all I want and need too!).
Then she screws Gerry Pike (yeuck! She's really getting all the horrible
guys in this movie, eh?). She gives him a brief BJ before they enter a
lengthy rev-cowgirl (yummi!) which shows off her body quite nicely, with
some great camerawork courtesy of Jack Remy. It ends with Gerry
delivering an okay facial. Okay, not because of what he does, but just
because she's so attractive. Anyway, Steve snaps out of it (that last
scene was just a hallucination, apparently) and goes to sleep saying
"That's it. No more symbolism!". Some hope!
He breaks into a REALLY weird dream which I'm not even going to
attempt to describe, but basically there's lot of flicking from dark
alleys to desert plains and Jamie blows his brains out with a gun. Steve
wakes from this and goes into Joey's room, only to find that Joey is busy
with Lana Sands and Maeva (French blonde. Quite pretty.). No real
motivation is given for this scene, except that Joey thinks he's to be
killed by the "mob" also and this is his "last chance for sex". It's
fairly dull to begin with. Maeva sits on a chair, feeling her breasts,
while Lana (with strap-on) sucks Joey. Soon afterwards Lana gets Maeva to
suck on her strap-on. I can't see what's erotic about watching a woman
move her mouth around a tacky piece of plastic and the whole strap-on
business itself is a turn-off for me. It also hides an important part of
the female anatomy. Anyway, Joey screws Lana (rev-cowgirl, tho' because
of the strap-on it looks like Joey's screwing another guy!) and then
SNIP! The scene ends abruptly with no cum-shot. Or so we think.... We
actually just now cut to Steve being beaten up (again) this time by some
cops. After this brief interlude, it's back to the three-way where Maeva
is now being penetrated by Joey and Lana is rubbing her strap-on
frantically as if it gives her pleasure! How stupid do they think we are?
This soon cuts away again (I told you this editing was frantic!) back to
Steve and the cops, before finally returning to the bedroom, this time
just in time to see Maeva getting analled by Joey. This lasts for awhile
before ending in a dual oral cumshot. Not that great, but passable.
On to the grand finale, now. I won't tell you anything that happens
here as it's basically the summation of the whole thing. I was finding
myself confused throughout most of the film, but this puts it all into
place so if I tell you now, it'll ruin it, but basically there's a
conclusion that's been hinted at (subtly) throughout the whole movie and
one final screw, this time between Steve and Christina, as he drags her
from the bar into his room. It's a fairly straightforward screw with 69,
doggie and missionary but Christina's so stunning that it's really quite
erotic. It ends in a kind of chin/neck cumshot from Steve and the two of
them fall into each other's arms, just before the final dark and mildly
violent conclusion in the alley.
[NB- This is followed at the end by the credits (Obviously). I noticed
that Krysti's character (Steve's Wife) is credited as "Joey Silvera"! I'd
like to see someone who had never seen a porn film before reading those
credits and telling his friends that he just saw this movie where Jon
Dough analled Joey Silvera then delivered a great facial cumshot!]
Overall? I liked this film. It's hard to put it across into words as
it's a very visual movie with a lot more going on than in most porn
films. Acting is fantastic on all accounts, with Steve doing particularly
well. The production values are truly the best I've seen in an adult
movie for years. The script is certainly VERY innovative and in the end
it makes sense, too, although things do get a bit muddled in the middle.
The scenes with the cops seemed a bit pointless, IMO. As for the sex, all
the scenes were watchable with none of them being repulsive. The girls
were certainly nice enough, esp. Christina who is rapidly rising to the
top of "My WishList" (TM). Overall, this one's worth watching if you
haven't already seen it and definately the right film to show to your
friend who keeps telling you that porn films have no plot or meaning.
I'll give it a healthy 3.50 on the Imperial scale.
Happy viewing!
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