If PBS’ “This Old House” featured these young construction babes, the carpenter’s union would gladly trade a dado for a dildo. This time around director Bruce Seven gives up (not to forget himself, of course) the unsurpassed blue collar wet dream: eight butt-wiggling hardhat toughies who set about to rip each other, quite literally, brand new sets of assholes.
For what you get on the screen energy-wise, this is more than enough. But some artiste feels compelled to come up with a story. So, tying all this ferocity and Tianna’s tobacco juice language together is a device out of the stupid plot-tricks play book. It seems the girls stumble across the shackled, mummified remains of what some equally weird manuscript describes is somebody’s former sex slave. My educated guess is it’s one of Ed Powers’ old Dirty Debutantes. On that point, any and all ventures of opinion will be entertained, but needless to say, the presence of this grotesque mojo lends a sexual aura to the work site that compels some of the filthiest all-girl sex your hobnail boots will ever stumble across.
Can Sunny McKay whose sweet face looks like it should be selling baby food get nasty? Does a bear leave brown leaves in the woods? Does Sabrina Dawn do things that would embarrass even her mother, Delilah? Does Tianna act like she’s pissed off because Jim Holliday’s AVN column last month said she looked like Cloris Leachman? Every girl in the cast has her ultimate sexual game face on for this one. But the clear winner in this point-of-no-return girlorgasmathon has to be the Champagne/Celia Young/Nikki Wilde stint. Got to be seen.
This feature ranks up there as a Bruce Seven-dirty-old-man classic. One of the year’s best all-girl romps.