Brian Pumper, thank you so much for pointing out that Trintey is wearing a lime green outfit. That was very helpful. Such inanities are rampant though this all-black collection of good-looking but energetically lifeless scenes. The swooping camera captures well the profound lack of sizzle, while the thug wannabes engage us in running commentary. Edited to within an inch of its life with lots of awkward repositioning, B&W21 can't afford to waste time, yet it does so admirably.
Trintey starts things off with what turns out to be a pretty good d.p., but it takes a while to work up the energy before it's suddenly over. Only Sweet Stuff, looking for all the world like a made up fourteen-year-old, hits the ground running, moving well, not letting the camera detract her, and giving monster head.
Retailing: For your all-black section.