Director Rob Rotten wants you to know he's all edgy and hip. So edgy and hip that he has no problems throwing in an explicit drug scene. Too bad that kids in the know realize that when it comes to cocaine, it's strictly the needle or the pipe. Snorting's for poseurs.

Still, you have to give him points for trying. However, Cocksucker Blues this is not.

What you do get are reasonably attractive girls getting boned back-door style and then squeezing the resultant mess back out for your viewing pleasure.

It ain't pretty, but Rotten's not about pretty. That's just the way he rolls, yo.

Retailing: Anal cream pies are the special of the day for this specialty release.