Date sent: Sat, 21 Dec 1996 00:22:01 -0500 (EST) From: Joey Markham ([email protected]) Subject: REVIEW: "Playin' With Fire" * Not to be confused with "Seymore And Shane: Playing With Fire". PLAYIN' WITH FIRE director: Jean-Pierre Ferrand. Las Vegas, 1993. cast: Sunny McKay, Alex Jordan, Cody O'Connor, Flame, Mike Horner, Cal Jammer, Randy West. running time: 72 minutes. - Sunny McKay, Alex Jordan - Cody O'Connor, Cal Jammer - Flame (anal), Mike Horner - Cody O'Connor, Randy West - Sunny McKay, Mike Horner Sunny plays the role of Charlene Hamill, a playwright. Mike plays Henry McAllister, a bigshot producer. He visits her for the first time at her house and tells her that after reading her latest play, The Hills and Valleys Of Love, he wept. He says he rarely weeps when reading plays. That's what makes it so exceptional. As soon as he read it, he knew it was meant to be on Broadway. She can't believe that someone as famous and respected as him is giving her this chance. Then he surprises her with the news that he's having the play cast as they speak, and even better, he guarantees her that famous Broadway superstar Estella Amore (Cody O'Connor) will have the lead role. Charlene's taken back by it and Henry assures her that when the play goes on in a couple of months, it will be a smash hit. For now, their first step is to spend the next two weeks auditioning. He sidetracks for a moment and lets her know that when her agent Julie (the late Alex Jordan) sent him a picture of her along with the script, he was instantly captivated by her beauty. So he wonders if she might want to engage in a little hanky panky. Charlene's shocked and asks him if that's the only reason why he's producing her play, because he finds her beautiful. She lets him know that she has integrity and she put her heart and soul into the play. She also does not mix business with pleasure by sleeping her way up the ladder to success. Respecting her professionalism, Henry changes the subject by telling her she'll be contacted when the rehearsal schedule is ready, then he leaves. The next day. Charlene visits Julie in her office. She tells her that Mr. McAllister came to visit her yesterday and he couldn't stop talking about the play. Julie tells her she went out to dinner with him the other night and he couldn't stop talking about her. "About me or about the play?" Charlene asks. Julie assures her that things are going to go just fine and that with Henry being a powerful man, he's going to make Charlene's name a household word. Charlene says the play has some of her most intimate feelings dramatized into it. She doesn't want everyone to know about it just because some big hotshot powerbroker finds her attractive. Once she mentions that she turned down an invitation of his to go out for dinner, Julie's shocked. "What?? Charlene, are you crazy??" she asks. "He can make you or break you! He's a very attractive man! What's the problem?" Charlene replies, "I want success because I deserve it!" Then she reminds Julie that she only mixes business with pleasure when it's with her. Calming down and taking the hint, Julie picks up her phone and pages her secretary. "Sally," she says. "Hold all my calls." She hangs up and walks over to Charlene to get a lot more comfortable. - For the most part, this is a very sensual g/g scene. They kiss, embrace, undress eachother then hop onto a leather couch. Things start getting wilder when one girl spreads her legs wide open for the other to stuff her face between. They each get a turn at it and bring eachother to vocal orgasms. Nice, especially since they smile throughout and prove they're into it. The next day. Julie visits Henry in his office and asks him what he's done to Charlene's play. "Look, Julie," he tells her. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to put my foot down." He brings up Act III where two characters, Bartholomew and Angelica, meet. He's afraid that the way it's written really won't work out after all. Bartholomew is written as a beggar who looks to Angelica for salvation. "You know that we have cast Jonathan Adler as Bartholomew," he says then continues to say that he probably won't be able to play the part properly. So why even cast him for the role at all? "Because he sells," he says. "His swimsuit calender has sold over 3 million copies." He suggests they change the character to Bartholomew the mute beggar, that way they don't have to worry about Jonathan's lack of acting skills. Julie says Charlene will kill her if one word in the play is changed. "Henry," she says. "This is not a swimsuit calender. This is an artistic tour de force. This is moving. This is romantic. This is brilliant!" He's worried about people buying tickets to go see it. He tells Julie that both he and she know Jonathan's a befuddled idiot. "You wouldn't be screwing around this play because Charlene was less than receptive towards your advances now, would you?" she asks. He denies it completely and says he is there for one reason - the money. Then he sends her out of his office and tells her to let Charlene know about the changes. Hours later. Henry is watching Estella and Jonathan's audition. He stops Jon from performing his Rain Man-schtick and informs him that the role has been changed to a mute beggar. "Won't that affect my line, Mr.McAllister?" Jon asks, dimwittedly. "Yeah, just a little bit," mutters Henry as he stares at Jon in disbelief. So Henry tells him to just stand there, listen to what Estella's saying and look pathetic. "Pathetic?" asks Jon. "Yeah, you know," Estella speaks up. "Be yourself." "Oh, ok," Jon agrees. Henry tells them to take it from the top and backs away to watch them perform. Estella reads from her script: "Poor, dear Bartholomew. Look at you here.. downtrodden and dressed in rags." Jon speaks up about himself, asking, "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" Estella informs him they're rehearsing now and when they do the actual play he'll be dressed in rags. "And shut up! You're a mute, ok??" she reminds him. "Oh, ok, let's try it again," Jon says. So Estella repeats her line. When she's done, Jon looks over at Henry and asks, "I don't say anything, right?" Henry slaps his hand on his face and says he can't take it anymore. He's going out to lunch and when he's gone, they should just skip right over to the love scene. When they're alone, Estella tells Jonathan to follow her lead. "Oh, Bartholomew. Take me in your arms and speak to me with your love." "Sure, darling," he whispers and does as she says. - Cody O'Connor is like a taller version of Flame; same length red hair and pale skin (except Cody has a tattoo of a rose on her left shoulder and has recently done movies with dyed blonde hair). She and Cal give eachother head and do a good mish before he pulls out and 'almost' gives her a facial (most of his shots fly past her face). A few more positions should've been used for variety in this somewhat short sex scene. Charlene bursts into Julie's office and can't believe that Bartholomew has now been changed into a mute. Julie tells her to calm down and that it's just a slight modification. "A slight modification??" asks Charlene. "Do you realize that all the poetic lines come from Bartholomew? Now all he does is grunt and look pathetic?" "That's what he's like in real life," Julie comments about Jonathan. Charlene asks, "Where did Henry get that casting director? He should be shot!" After she calms down a bit, she says "I guess we still got Estella Amore and Lawrence Bach, right?" (whoever that Lawrence guy is). Julie tells her Lawrence was replaced by Andrew Argyle (Randy West). "Andrew Argyle?" asks Charlene. "The king of late night infomercials? The guy that sells juices and spray-on hair?? How could you, Julie??" Then she storms out of the room. Back in Henry's office. He's visited by an actress, Sandy St.John (Flame). "You know, Henry, I'm a big fan of yours," she says. "You're one of the most gifted producer-directors of our time." "Please, no flattery. You got the part," he grins. "There's no time for a thorough audition.. you've read the play?" At least a dozen times, she says. The role that Sandy's interested in is that of Lola, the cancer-stricken Russian seamstress whose dying wish is to rescue her two young sons from the stagnant air of the coalmine. She loves that part very much but is disappointed about one thing - no love scenes are involved with the character. "Well, uh.." hesitates Henry. "I might consider a scene right here and now with you and I." She says, "You know, if I didn't know any better I would think you were trying to take advantage of a struggling actress." "No, not at all," he denies. "I am merely trying to widen your horizons." Although, it does seem to him that he has a role for a petite redhead in the next play he's producing. "Am I the one?" she smiles, getting closer to him. "You should be," he grins. - Flame is definitely a cute and perky redhead with a penchant for anal sex. First Mike goes crazy tonguing her clit and pussy then she lets her hair down (it was in a bun before) and gives him head, however brief. They do a mish and doggie, then eventual anal (with condom) in which Flame turns very vocal. For the cumshot, Mike's back in her pussy and pulls out, letting go all over her right buttock. Poor body display sort of brought the heat down. In her home, Charlene's on the phone with Julie. "You were right Julie," she says. "Why fight it? If Mr.McAllister's going to ruin my play, so be it." She figures she's going to make a fortune anyhow. She hasn't surrendered her integrity but has come up with a brilliant new idea. "Mr.McAllister is gonna find out how it feels to be ruined," she grins. She promises she's not going to involve Julie in her scheme and tells her she'll just have to wait. She calls up Henry next and lets him know that she loves the changes he made. Then she invites him to her house for the next day, which he accepts. The next day. Henry meets up with Estella and Andrew to rehearse Act IV. At this point, Bartholomew has been trampled to death by cattle because he couldn't yell for help. Angelica is heartbroken and Igor (Andrew), a Russian blacksmith, comes by her side to console her. After Andrew clarifies something about his character, they move on with their lines. [IGOR]: "Angelica, my darling. I feel so terrible. The death of Bartholomew must have devastated you." [ANGELICA]: "I myself cannot believe it, Igor. I mean, one minute he was herding cattle and the next..." [IGOR]: "It's ok, Angelica. I'm here for you. I've also loved and lost and I know your pain." [ANGELICA]: "Oh, Igor! Console me!" Both Estella and Andrew toss their scripts aside and kiss wildly. Henry watches on but not for long, letting them continue with the scene. - What could've been a really hot scene was made just average because of poor angles and body display. After giving eachother head (when Cody does it, the camera is mostly behind Randy and all we see is his ass for a few moments - thank goodness for the invention of fast-forwarding) they get into missionary and doggie. Randy sticks a thumb in her mouth to suck on then she eventually cums and when they flip over for doggie, she cums again (hot!) and he then pulls out to shoot all over her ass. "Well quite honestly I was surprised when you said you wanted to see me," says Henry, who's at Charlene's. She tells him the changes he made were excellent and she raves about the casting decision of Andrew Argyle. Then she says she didn't invite him over for business. "You see," she says. "Well... I just cannot resist you anymore." Confused, he asks, "What about your integrity? What about all the things you said before?" Grabbing his tie and pulling him closer she says, "I guess you're just too much of a man. You know, my sister's a really big fan of yours. She'd love to have your autograph." She pulls out a book with a folded sheet of paper in it. Crawling all over her, he says he can barely spell his name under the influence of passion so she puts the book away for later. - Another 'could've been really hot' scene ruined by less focus on penetration and more focus on their faces (thus, lots of Mike Horner's grimace-like facial reactions). He slips her pussy a fast tongue, she gives him head (again, more focus on the male performer's ass) then a short, hot mish and a searing doggie before Sunny gets her asscheeks plastered with cum. Charlene whips the book out and gets Henry to autograph the paper. "Oh Henry," she smiles. "You know you have just made my sister and I very, very happy." She unfolds the paper and looks at it. "What's that?" he asks. "Oh, it's just like a... release form. You know, that allows me to take everything you've said and written and put it down in my new tell-all book," she grins. "Tell all??" he asks. "Yeah," she replies. "You see, I've really called it the game of snakes and ladders of success. And... if you haven't already guessed... you're the snake." He gets all paranoid about it and she says she'll never forgive him for what he did to her play. As she gets up to make a phone call to her producer, he tells her, "I'm gonna have my lawyers all over you!" She grins and says, "Well, I hope they're better than YOU were." Henry looks into the camera and tells us, "I hate this fuckin' business!" All's well that ends well for Charlene. A below-average porn offering with a typical storyline, what we have in this video are scenes that could've worked much better if the cameraman (or director.. or both) called for better shots. I somehow managed to put that behind me and tried to enjoy watching all four natural women rutting it out (what I could see of them, anyhow) but most of you would probably call it quits early. I didn't think this video was the worst I've ever seen but I was disappointed more than not. The cast did their best to burn up the screen. It was the crew who made it impossible for them to shine as bright as they should have, proving that when you play with fire the results can be very tragic (and what a tragedy it is to waste resources like these!). Joey Markham [email protected]
169 “I can arrange all that.” Such Apaches as had not gone back on the war-path returned to the States with the troops; but there were five months more of the outrages of Geronimo and his kind. Then in the summer of the year another man, more fortunate and better fitted to deal with it all, perhaps,—with the tangle of lies and deceptions, cross purposes and trickery,—succeeded where Crook had failed and had been relieved of a task that was beyond him. Geronimo was captured, and was hurried off to a Florida prison with his band, as far as they well could be from the reservation they had refused to accept. And with them were sent other Indians, who had been the friends and helpers of the government for years, and who had run great risks to help or to obtain peace. But the memory and gratitude of governments is become a proverb. The southwest settled down to enjoy its safety. The troops rested upon the laurels they had won, the superseded general went on with his work in another field far away to the north. The new general, the saviour of the land, was heaped[Pg 305] with honor and praise, and the path of civilization was laid clear. Parliament met on the 10th of January, 1765. The resentment of the Americans had reached the ears of the Ministry and the king, yet both continued determined to proceed. In the interviews which Franklin and the other agents had with the Ministers, Grenville begged them to point to any other tax that would be more agreeable to the colonists than the stamp-duty; but they without any real legal grounds drew the line between levying custom and imposing an inland tax. Grenville paid no attention to these representations. Fifty-five resolutions, prepared by a committee of ways and means, were laid by him on the table of the House of Commons at an early day of the Session, imposing on America nearly the same stamp-duties as were already in practical operation in England. These resolutions being adopted, were embodied in a bill; and when it was introduced to the House, it was received with an apathy which betrayed on all hands the profoundest ignorance of its importance. Burke, who was a spectator of the debates in both Houses, in a speech some years afterwards, stated that he never heard a more languid debate than that in the Commons. Only two or three persons spoke against the measure and that with great composure. There was but one division in the whole progress of the Bill, and the minority did not reach to more than thirty-nine or forty. In the Lords, he said, there was, to the best of his recollection, neither division nor debate! His cheek paled for an instant as the thought obtruded that the man might resist and he have to really shoot him. "Good, the old man's goin' to take the grub out to 'em himself," thought the Deacon with relief. "He'll be easy to manage. No need o' shootin' him." "Them that we shot?" said Shorty carelessly, feeling around for his tobacco to refill his pipe. "Nothin'. I guess we've done enough for 'em already." John Dodd, twenty-seven years old, master, part of the third generation, arranged his chair carefully so that it faced the door of the Commons Room, letting the light from the great window illumine the back of his head. He clasped his hands in his lap in a single, nervous gesture, never noticing that the light gave him a faint saintlike halo about his feathery hair. His companion took another chair, set it at right angles to Dodd's and gave it long and thoughtful consideration, as if the act of sitting down were something new and untried. "Besides," Norma said desperately, "they're only rumors—" "Oh, I've found a way of gitting shut of them rootses—thought of it while I wur working at the trees. I'm going to blast 'em out." During the next ten years the farm went forward by strides. Reuben bought seven more acres of Boarzell in '59, and fourteen in '60. He also bought a horse-rake, and threshed by machinery. He was now a topic in every public-house from Northiam to Rye. His success and the scant trouble he took to conciliate those about him had made him disliked. Unprosperous farmers[Pg 124] spoke windily of "spoiling his liddle game." Ditch and Ginner even suggested to Vennal that they should club together and buy thirty acres or so of the Moor themselves, just to spite him. However, money was too precious to throw away even on such an object, especially as everyone felt sure that Backfield would sooner or later "bust himself" in his dealings with Boarzell. "Let's go home," she said faintly—"it's getting late." HoME干别人老婆嗯啊小说 ENTER NUMBET 0017