Wandering priorities are part and parcel of the jizz biz, but what are we supposed to think when, at the start of an encounter, the company forgets to list the performer of the scene ... but includes the dude who designed the friggin' DVD menu? (Who does Eva Angelina have to blow to get a job around here, anyway?) Furthermore, Bang Bros. think so highly of their less-than-enthralling bouncing logo that they cram it between every scene.

Every Last Drop 6 contains all the requisite elements for the gonzo genre, including gobs of self-centered yakkity-schmakity and POV action. Average but acceptable.

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