|Released||Nov 01st, 1997|
|Company||Sin City Entertainment|
|Cast||Shelbee Mine, Randee Lee, Others, Jessie James, Anthony Rocket, Eric Hunter, Daisy (I), Missy (I), The Badge, Amber (I), Ember Haze, Raylene, Frank Towers, LeeAnna Heart, Timber, Montana Gunn, Alec Metro, Pat Myne|
|Critical Rating||AAAA 1/2|
Probably the worst that can be said about Cunt Hunt 2 is that it lacks certain social amenities. When it comes to introducing fresh female talent to the camera (one has to draw certain conclusions about who's who from the order of cast credits), Alex Sanders knack for congeniality runs a close second to a contraband inspector's.
But, whatever Emily Post may have to offer on the subject of social intercourse, accept Sanders' latest offering as one of the most inspired, exciting and briskly-mounted gonzo expeditions of the year. And as will soon be evident, the word "expedition," is not to be trifled with, since a substantial amount of footage at the back of the video is devoted to a pilgrimage to Lake Havasu for some Memorial Day weekend hijinks. Shucks, golly, gosh (you're going to cry), there's even a wedding thrown in for sport, preceded by a bachelor party gang bang that finds the bride-to-be (Shelbee Mine) being mounted by Sanders -- and not in a photo album, either.
On the T&A side of things, Sanders aims his talented camera in the direction of a string bikini contest and offers one of the most breathtaking and crisply-defined essays of the female form yet committed to videtape. Then on to the lake itself for a party. If you've been a devotee of product offered by the likes of GM Video, you'll feel like you're haunting familiar territory. More noteworthy, though, is the fact that Sanders' rendition of events clearly indicates he can offer some serious competition to the big boys if push ever came to shove.
Glad you brought up the subject of shoving and butt-fucking, since several scenes in this power package offer meditaiton on the art of wincing clarity. This includes Alex's eye-popper with Missy. A playful game of grabass evolves into a zesty 69er as Missy grabs and savors Alex's cock as though it were the last banana in the republic. Commandeering her pooper like Che Guevara on a guerillia mission in the hills, Sanders squat-fucks her from behind, then reams Missy sidesaddle to a resplendent pop finish.
Sanders then performs similar fetes of anal derring-do with the exquisitely blessed Amber, whose ass beckons encores. Their poolside romp, where spit and fingers-in-the-ass are wielded as indelicate instruments of flowering passion, counts at least eight quivering bodies including those of LeeAnna Heart, Raylene and Alec Metro.
Busy bee that he is in this production (including editing), Sanders then joins Frank Towers for another poolsider with Jessie James and strawberry blonde Timber. Nary a crap hole is penetrated, but the luscious close-ups and tantalizing body angles are an incredibly acceptable alternative.
To all this, add an astounding mix of pow, zowie, bing, bang, boom visuals and effects, and you have one of the liveliest adult entertainment packages of the year.