From: Joey Markham <[email protected]>
Subject: REVIEW: "The Specialist"
Date: Thu, 31 Jul 97 08:54:29
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THE SPECIALIST
director: Charlie Diamond. Hollywood Video, 1990.
running time: 75 mins.
cast: Alice Springs, Cassandra Cappuci, Mai Lin, Ron Jeremy, Wayne Summers,
Max Reynolds (T.T. Boy).
rating: 4 out of 10 stars (Imperial rating: 1.85 / 4.00)
Cassandra Cappuci, Ron Jeremy
Cassandra Cappuci, Wayne Summers (blowjob only)
Alice Springs, T.T. Boy (blowjob only)
Mai Lin, T.T. Boy
Alice Springs (masturbation)
Alice Springs, Wayne Summers
Alice runs a clinic that helps people get a new outlook on life by
indulging in sexual activities. The clinic is located on some island
(I think?) that caters to other activities like water skiing and
other aquatic sports. Accompanied by a staff of nurses, Mai Lin and
Cassandra Cappuci, Alice is ready to tackle three patients sent to
her by some doctor in the city.
Her three patients are Ron, Wayne, and T.T. They suffer from the
lamest cases I've ever heard of: Ron's battling an allergy due to the
fact that he hasn't used his long dick to its full potential - "the
basic problem was the fact that his penis was so long, he had never
been able to truly enjoy full sexual satisfaction" (I'm just
reporting it, I didn't come up with it), Wayne constantly stutters,
and T.T. is nervous around women, thinking that a beautiful girl
would never by interested in him. Ron's case, which is the lamest,
ironically would be the only one suitable for the clinic's services.
Of course, partaking in the pleasures of intercourse cures the three
stooges and Alice romantically hooks up with Wayne (she explains it
at the start of the movie - the rest of it being a look back at what
the clinic had recently accomplished).
The women are an international combination of Australian, Asian, and
European. Cassandra Cappuci looks to be in her late 30's and, in my
opinion, is not very attractive. She has short blonde hair and a
witch's nose, but she clearly loves giving head, can deep throat
easily, and loves tasting cum. In the opening scene, she works Ron's
long dick in her mouth and frequently takes the whole thing down her
throat. When Ron sprays her face, she smiles and continues sucking
him off (the rest of the sex is just ordinary). Her blowjob scene
with Wayne takes place outdoors and while he doesn't have a dick that
challenges the term 'deep throat', Cassandra hungrily slurps him down
and receives another facial.
Aging Asian Mai Lin also looks to be in her late 30's, but has the
appeal of a much younger woman. Her only scene with T.T. is nothing
to write home about but she does receive a facial with one load of
cum that T.T. dumps on her right eye.
Aussie roo Alice Springs is soft spoken with a very gentle nature but
is downright wasted here. The first scene she has begins with a
little striptease behind a white screen. T.T. joins in and she gives
him head, receiving his load in her mouth. Her masturbation solo is
too dim (not to mention the looping - both here and in her scene with
Boy). She's using some kind of vibrator that looks like a dumbbell
with a weight missing on one end. She moans, but doesn't look like
she's enjoying herself. The final scene she shares with Wayne is
slightly heated but she isn't vocal about it. They get into a nice
mish with Miss Springs moving back and forth while her perky breasts
flop up and down. Another facial tops it off.
The 'pros' of this video are: all three women are natural chested,
very rarely (but it happens) does the cameraman zoom in for a really
good close-up of penetration, only for those g/g haters out there -
there are no lesbian scenes, and each of the b/g encounters end with
facials (that's 5 out of 6 scenes).
The 'cons' are: lame plot, inaudible dialog at times, some poorly
lit scenes, and looping. These attributes are enough to use your
remote more than half of the time.
CONCLUSION: There's nothing special about "The Specialist". Ho-hum
quality and a dull box cover that makes the video look about 10 years
older than it really is, makes for a pretty much forgettable feature.
Do yourself a favour and skip this one.
Created: July 31, 1997 -- 10:26 PM
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