Released | Jul 01st, 1994 |
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Running Time | 75 |
Director | Rex Borsky |
Company | Rosebud Video |
Cast | Olivia (I), Lana Sands, Joey Silvera, Lady Antoinette, T.T. Boy, Marc Wallice, Kim Chamber, Sydney Dance |
Critical Rating | AAA |
Genre | Feature |
The book Helter Skelter is about the Manson family. It could have also been a hook written by the Manson family describing the art of video dismemberment so generously on display in the first scene of Anal Delinquent 2 featuring Joey Silver, Kim Chambers and Beverly Glen.
Remember that Borsky evil twin I hypothesized about a few issues ago? The one who sometimes, not always, latches on to a camera and runs amuck with unaltered temperance? He's back, this time directing this scene — a buzzcut of awkward angles, video St. Vitus Dance and arbitrarily dismissive editing. To make matters worse, Chambers gets it in the ass for all of five seconds.
In the follow-up encounter between Marc Wallice and Lana Sands, the tape's momentum is sharply reversed The camerawork's good and more viewer-friendly, as Wallice pounds Sands in the butt from two positions missionary and sidesaddle with resounding authority Sands, a proven commodity in this genre, is always a joy to behold.
After tit-lucking her, getting a blow job, ramming her doggie style then getting mounted in reverse cowgirl and cowgirl stances AND entering her in the standard missionary position, you'd think T.T. Boy wouldn't have energy led to do Lady Antoinette in the ass, but he does.
In (he tape's threeway closer, T.T. Boy gets a deserved rubdown from blonde Olivia, then butt lucks her doggie-style (no penetration shot). Not that the viewer's entitled to blow a whistle and call a 15-yard penalty for such infractions, T.T., nevertheless, squares things by sliding into his second partner Sydney Crate's porthole of opportunity sidesaddle. To make it even better, T.T. stays in her ass for as long as it takes some folk to recite "Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner".
This particular pounding is one of the best Rosebud has had to offer in recent memory, and is certainly a startling turnabout for a tape that begins so excruciatingly haphazardly.