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SUBJECT: REVIEW: Newcummers 13
DATE: 6 Oct 1996 21:31:23 GMT
ORGANIZATION: Intercosmic Cabal Project
FOLLOWUP-TO: rec.arts.movies.erotica
Nasty Newcummers 13, Metro, recorded Dec. 1, 1995
Nasty Newscummers is a surprising series-- Like Video Virgins and Butt hunt,
it has upgraded itself from its very tacky beginnings, to become an almost
acceptable pro-am series.
WARNING: It's from LeisureTime. They completely screwed up editing in
the last twenty minutes of the tape (you won't see the Sabrina loop).
Being the fuckheads that they are, they decided to sell this defective
tape to unwary Video retailers anyway. Fuck LiesureTime.
* * * * * *
In later volumes, you'll find two hour tapes containing four or five
unrelated loops. Usually one or two loops stand out from the rest as
classic raunch and the rest tend to be experiments with ladies of
questionable virtue and uncertain age; who nevertheless try really,
really hard to entertain. Later volumes include Paisley Hunter, China
Lee, Missy, and some other second-tier lust muffins you wouldn't expect
to show up in trash tapes like this. Most loops are built on three or four
uninspired but adequate positions, but every tape I've seen has a surprise
or two.
SCENE ONE: No-name 30-year-old blonde, on a couch. She has no real
screen presence and is a little self-conscious, but she puts on a good
show. She really gets into the missionary, rocking her hips and tensing
her stomach. Scene ends with a weak, spalttery facial.
SCENE TWO: Chloe Nicholle on a bed with a dildo to start, and some
lucky no-name stud for dessert.
Let me sing the praises of this hollow-eyed little sprite of lust. She's
maybe 20+, a natural dark fine-haired brunette with almost pasty skin and
natural tits. She has a slim-- almost boyish-- figure; she's all legs and
arms, with the hollow eyes and hoarse voice of a child who visits meth
heaven too often. Somehow, it works for her.
>From twenty feet away, the camera shows you no one special. From ten feet
away, you see an expressive rangey face, almost skinny arms and legs that
move with unusual grace, power and vulnerability. From five feet away,
you see the hungry, smoking eyes of someone who wants to fuck you to death
and knows how.
I first saw Chloe in 'Interview: New Faces' --another pro-am series almost
like this one; about a year ago. Chloe turned on and proceded to abuse
Dick Nasty-- wore him out-- in the last scene. The surprised and then tired
look on his face alone was almost worth the price of the video.
Chloe also rode several guys into the ground in Gang Bang Girl number
15 or 16 (??). I've also seen her in a forgettable Borsky Anal flick with
Paisley Hunter, and a fairly forgettable 'Hardcore Schoolgirls #3'
with Max Hardcore. Her lust-driven performing style doesn't translate
well to Borsky's slick formula (just like Ana Malle's doesn't) and Chloe
is much, much too agressive for Max, who needs to be dominant to
get wood.
So-- How did Chloe do here? Well, I'm thinking of buying the video just
for this scene. She twists, writhes and rocks through five standard
positions once the action starts, wearing out her no-name disposable stud.
At 43 minutes into the tape, she assumes an unusual position requiring
some notable flexibility-- she reclines on her back while blowing Mister
Wonderful; she inserts a large dildo, and then curls her foot up near
her snatch to work the dildo in and out of her pussy, while also rocking
her hips. Otherwise, she does what she does-- rocks and writhes, using
Bubba's dick to wring out an honest three or four or five stomach-rolling
orgasms. Catch her while she still cares.... Whew.
SCENE THREE: 35-year-old 20-lb overweight blonde who knows what to do
with a stud that looks like her son. They do everything on the couch.
He delivers a well-taped three-squirt facial.
SCENE FOUR: Sabrina on the couch. Sabrina is not my favorite performer,
but I couldn't help noticing how much better she looks and moves today,
than she did when I first saw her three years ago. Very wooden when she
started, this little mediteranian wench has grown a hardbody and has
almost developed a screen personality.
Unfortunately, LeisureTime bites it again, right here. At 1 hour 40 minutes
into the tape, the picture went to black. It comes back for a few seconds
at a time six more times over the next fifteen minutes before it ends.
Sabrina's loop was lost.
Inexcusable. This horrendous editing and duplicating screw-up should
never made it to my VCR. I reccommend AGAINST renting this tape because you
don't get your money's worth, and LeisureTime doesn't care-- unless you want
to watch Chloe. While this is a great loop, I'd still reccomend 'Interview:
New Faces' if you can find it. ... Better faces.
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