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American Blonde

American Blonde

Released Mar 01st, 1994
Running Time 80
Director Paul Thomas
Company Vivid Entertainment Group
Critical Rating AAA 1/2
Genre Film



After little over a year in the business, two things about Janine ring true: Her ability as an actress is rapidly catching up to her uncontestably gorgeous countenance; and it's also become painfully obvious how her films are contrived to comply with her "girls only" hardcore decision. While this may matter little to the newer consumer, those of us who've followed Janine since her debut in Hidden Obsessions are getting a bit rammy.

Anyway, the incredibly well-packaged American Blonde is a somewhat stalled exploration on the "open" relationship theme, open in this case meaning that hetero Colt Steele and lesbian Janine are intimate life-partners who procure third-party females for their mutual amusement. After going through a string of nitwits like beets through a baby's ass, they finally bump into the stunning and sensitive Kaitlyn Ashley, who's fence-sitting a relationship with the sexually ener­getic but verbally diaffheticTony Tedeschi. (A blindfolded stairway encounter between the two may actually result in a first-time nomination for a male tease performance by Mr. T.) Verbal that it is, the subsequent humping is quick but intense.

A weekend of house/bed play with her swinging mentors starts off gloriously for Kaitlyn. Under Janine's tutelage, she learns the full passion of sapphic love; with Colt she receives a proper schtup, then downs his meat muscle (on this guy everything is a muscle) for a mouth-watering dessert. Wait, it ain't over yet... Kaitlyn runs back to drill Janine with a strap-on! Yet after enough on-again off-again vagaries between Tedeschi and the Steel/fanine tag team, Ashley decides her mind's been fucked with more than her pampered pussy, so she takes a powder — leaving the scorecard-toting viewer with the eternal haunting question: "who's gonna fuck who?" Well, Janine's gonna pick up Veronica lake and Alex Sanders at a bar, and have a superfluous scene, that's who... um, what.

Fortunately for us, the gratuitous nature of porn is easy on the eye, as is the Janine/Sanders/Lake scene; the former getting squarely boned in her luscious round behind. Also unnecessary, but completely log-lifting, is a three-way with Rasha Ramona, Janine and Misty Rain. The latter lass, whose nippled-ringed form may startle some mainstream viewers, takes a dildo up the ass the way the Panama Canal admits cargo passage.

Both Janine and Kaitlyn are also in fine dramatic form; adding more to the rather skeletal plot with a knowing look than mere words could imply. Keep them in mind for early actress & sup­porting actress 'noms'. Retail prospects look fine on this one.                             

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