This is the type of assemblyline pornography we should bemoan, because of its lack of creativity, energy and vision. Like so much of this that has come before it, it basks in the delusion of its own uniqueness, hardcore-ness, and impact on the industry. It has none of these things. Filmed in an ugly apartment with drab lighting and no camera finesse, the production values denigrate the already cookie-cutter work of the performers.

Jackie Moore's opener shows the beginning of a spark of energy with her accomplished head. But what follows from girl to girl is a grocery list of positions and levels of moaning that seems to be checked off when it's in the cart. Got the b.j.? Yep. Got the missionary? Yep. Go the anal spooning? Yep. Go the anal reverse cowgirl? Yep. OK, just cum on her face, and we'll be done. Great, now send in the next girl please! Yes, it was just that interesting.

Retailing: For your all-anal no creativity all energy sucked out with a vacuum area.