It can't be easy to handle a camera and blow your wad at the same time, thus the awkward charm of POV. When it's good, it's very, very good, and when it's bad it's still pretty entertaining.
Extreme P.O.V. falls somewhere in the middle, as director-cum-cameraman Trevor puts forth a valiant, though unremarkable effort. Between the usual camera clickety-clicks and several uncontrolled anatomical studies (whose taint was that?) he presents a first-person view of four ordinary girls-next-door: girls who don't mind a little joy juice target practice for the camera.
Arcadia's opening performance precedes a downhill turn, as the action gets repetitive. Anal fans look elsewhere.
Retailing: With the rest of your POV.