FROM: BillC
SUBJECT: New Tiffany Mynx Video
DATE: Sat, 02 Nov 1996 10:15:33 -0800
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FOLLOWUP-TO: rec.arts.movies.erotica
One of my favorite porn stars is Tiffany Mynx so I was glad to hear she
is returning to the business. The newest video with her that I know of
that has been released is Thermonuclear Sex by Patrick Collins/Elegant
Angel. So, when I saw this at the local porn emporium I rented it.
Well ... don't waste your time or money renting/buying this dog of a
video. This isn't really meant as a review so I'm not going to break
the action down scene by scene except for the T. Mynx scene. In the
past I've avoided most Patrick Collins films like the plague because I
feel the quality has went down tremendously since the early videos in
the Sodomania series, but Tiffany Mynx inspired me to try this
particular video. In summary, the movie is set in Eastern Europe after
a nuclear war has devastated civilization. Most of the cast is European
and I think must be new to the business because I could recognize only a
few.
Anyway, this movie contains absolutely no anal sex, the camera angles
are very poor (IMO) and worst of all the scene with Tiffany Mynx SUCKS.
Initially Mynx and another actress are licking each others cunts and
asses, inserting a few fingers, etc. until a guy comes along and fucks
the European women. The scene lasts only a few minutes and ends when
the guys pulls out of fucking the woman doggie style and cums on her
ass. T Mynx then licks the cum off of the woman's ass but even this part
of the scene was fucked up because it was shot at such a distance you
can't really get a good view of Mynx licking up the cum. But, this
shitty camera work is par for the course for this entire video. Sad to
say, but about the best part of this video was the scenery of old ruins
in the countryside.
On another note, during the previews I saw where Elegant Angel has a
new line of videos called Cellar Dwellers. The previews looked pretty
good but I don't want to waste any more money on Patrick Collins crap
unless someone says it's worth it. So has anyone seen Cellar Dwellers?
If so what did you think?
By the way, for those of you who are interested, Mynx still has a good
ass and nice tits but she has lost a little too much weight I think.
She is very thin and looks like she dropped about 15 - 20lbs.
Thanks,
BillC
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