Released | Apr 16th, 2018 |
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Running Time | 108 Min. |
Director | Uncredited |
Company | Twistys |
Distribution Company | Pulse Distribution |
DVD Extras | Interviews, Still Gallery(ies), Trailer(s) |
Cast | Dana DeArmond, Ryan McLane, Casey Calvert, Lana Rhoades |
Critical Rating | AAAA |
Genre | Star Showcase |
Five scenes from Twistys featuring Treat Lana Rhoades.
Ryan McLane comes home to find that Rhoades has reprogrammed his video game controller and now it controls her. McLane thumbs the controller, getting her to disrobe and then taking it from there. The scene features good interplay between Rhoades and McLane as they integrate the controller into their actions until they abandon it, leaving it conspicuously in the frame—perhaps to appease the tech nerds asking, "What about the controller?"
Following that, Rhoades is the picture of '20s glamour in a very red bar, wearing a very black dress, a red fur stole and and glittery turban, smoking a cigarette in a long holder and sipping from a blue martini glass as a bass clarinet tootles a jazzy riff. She pulls off the dress and the lingerie underneath, leaving the garter belt and stockings, and fingers herself to orgasm.
Out in the wilderness, Rhoades loses her kite in a tree and then tangles herself in the string, trapped until Dana DeArmond happens by. DeArmond untangles her but the kite is still trapped. DeArmond offers to get a broom from her nearby house, and when they step inside—and establish that DeArmond lives alone—Rhoades says, "There's something I want more than the kite," and kisses DeArmond. After they finish, DeArmond asks if she wants to get the kite and Rhoades replies, "Fuck the kite, I’d rather fuck you."
Casey Calvert, pulling a suitcase, walks in on Rhoades dozing in bed, muses, "Maybe I'll join her." Turns out that Calvert is the girlfriend of Rhoades' roommate, and they switched rooms. First they're both surprised, and then Calvert realizes she's been away for two weeks, the girlfriend is nowhere around, and she's horny now. "You just can't tell her, okay?" Turns out the girlfriend isn't as far away as they thought.
In the closer, Rhoades preens in front of a vintage cream-colored convertible sedan, hair in an Andrews Sisters pompadour and dressed in WWII-era lingerie as big band music plays. She strips down to garter belt and seamed stockings and fingers herself to orgasm in the big leather front seat.
Good showcase for Rhoades. The one b/g-two g/g-two solo scoreboard may disappoint those looking for more b/g action, but on the technical side there's nothing to complain about.