Full Throttle Girls stretches the imagination, using a stop-motion video technique that works most of the way, but gets tiresome after about an hour. Luckily, director Henry Spencer remembered he was making a sex tape, so the nastiness survives the rough edges. Full Throttle Girls is something unique on the video market that is sexually charged and well-packaged, and that has room for improvement. Bravo for trying something new.
A tremendous amount of effort and cost went into all aspects of this video (and ignore the advertising; this WAS shot on video). It marks mainstream director Henry Spencer's first big-budget crossover to adult video and, quite honestly, he brought too much with him. Each segment is more of a very brief connecting skit than a normal sex scene and it works sometimes... other times not.
It begins with Alicia Rio masturbating, as a sultry yet overbearingly educational female voice starts chanting, "... My name is Bridgette. These are my fingers. This is my clit. Alicia's self-pleasure is distorted and distracted by strobe effects, polarizations, and a video editor in love with showing off his equipment's (ahem!) capabilities amidst a continuos upbeat background musical soundtrack.
Deidre Holland and Debi Diamond portray two rough gals who are tire of shit, so they take off on their bikes to take on the world. With little preamble, Debi and Marc Wallice (as the mechanic) go at each other for a fast physical lube on a car hood in a nasty sex scene. In the meantime, Deidre Holland is busy getting porked from behind by motorcycle cop Jon Dough in another good, hot segment.
Waiting for her cycle slut companions to arrive, Alicia checks into a sleaze hotel and puts on a show (a sudsy solo shower scene and girl/girl with Jalynn and a huge double- headed dildo) as the desk clerk watcher through a peephole. Still horny, shaved Jalynn's call for room service brings immediate response from two men. As she blow one, the other's digital strobe clit-play really makes it look like he is strumming on her old banjo. Truly, she did a decent job, and the effects enhanced her performance.
The strangeness progresses. Debi Diamond leaves her bike long enough to play nature girl and masturbate in the great outdoors. She winds up finishing astride an old fallen log with her legs spread, head tilted back, and apparently howling at the night sky.
In a role that fits him perfectly, Tom Byron is the grubby hitch hiker who is picked-up and ravished by Debi and Deidre in a threesome that includes Debi's fast-action deep throat technique and Deidre's helping assets.
There, you have it. the sex is present, the script and total production lavish and exploited, the cast fitting and talented, and... there are overwhelming special effects that can actually make it difficult to differentiate between Debi and Deidre. Seeing that this feature is "to be continued", limiting the special effects to certain segments, rather than she entire feature, might make Full Throttle Girls sequels easier to take. Nonetheless, recommended.
Other cast members include Rod Chenko, Ted Craig, and Dave Hardman.