Bored with Jay and Dave? Looking for something a little more, uh, stimulating for your late night viewing pleasures? Then by all means tune in to the "Steven St. Croix Show," and X-rated gab fest where the porn biz's primo jizz queens promote their latest projects and, in the case of Christy Canyon, wind up fucking the host, his sidekick and his producer before a live studio audience.
Okay, it's just a movie: Paul Thomas' latest Vivid effort, The Show, to be precise. But, the FCC notwithstanding, we can dream, can we? This farcical behind-the-scenes look at such a program is laced throughout with plenty of horny goings-on. Thomas is interested in mining the nexus of filth and art, and consistently infuses his brand of erotica with superior acting, quality dialogue, intelligent plots and high production values.
The Show is no exception. A film that can comfortably be stocked in your "couples" section, clearly one of the best sex comedies this year, and a definite contender for that honor come awards time. It also boasts a drool-worthy box cover of Christy Canyon concealing her prodigious breasts and pouting pussy lips behind a pair of long, black gloves.
While Canyon, who's had more comebacks than Bill Clinton and Magic Johnson combined, gets top billing, it's newcomer Tracy Lori, a pert, nasty little piece of work, who practically steals The Show. As aspiring starlet Edie, Lori spends a good two-thirds of the film on the proverbial casting couch in a back-stage dressing room, eating, sucking and fucking one cast and/or crew member after another after another after another.
In so doing, she provides the single hottest image in the whole film as she sprawls on a desk, her spike heel-ensconced feet spread wide in the air, a digit stuck deep in her bum, her other hand slappin' her cheeks, a hot and bothered look on her lovely face, and a steady stream of dirty talk pouring out of her pouty mouth.
"Please fuck me in the ass," she begs Vince Vouyer. "Fuck that asshole! C'mon!"
The sound you hear is that of a thousand loads a-launchin'.
The chesty one, meanwhile, still looking great, at first blows off her host's advances in favor of a sizzling lezzie three-way with Toni and Krista Maze, complete with vibrator and strap-on. (There's lots of vibrator action in The Show actually, including a jot j.o. in an elevator from Jenteal early on.)
After artificially pounding some mean pussy, Canyon changes into a revealing little something and finally makes her much-awaited entrance onto St. Croix's set, where she at last relents and lets him feast on her gorgeous, closely-cropped cunt. Tony Tedeschi's dead-on Ed McMahon-like second fiddle soon joins in, reaming the big-titted one from behind while she sucks both St. Croix and show producer Vince Vouyer, who's also come out on stage to partake in the action.
After all three boys take their turns inside Canyon's well-traveled box, they really push the Nielsons through the ceiling by shooting off all over her boobs, back and voluptuous ass.
Now, how are Leno and Letterman gonna top that?