Released | Apr 16th, 2018 |
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Running Time | 120 Min. |
Directors | Craven Moorehead, Bree Mills |
Company | Pure Taboo |
Distribution Company | Pulse Distribution |
DVD Extras | Still Gallery(ies), Trailer(s) |
Cast | Mick Blue, Tommy Pistol, Casey Calvert, Gina Valentina, Jill Kassidy |
Critical Rating | AAAA 1/2 |
Genre | Lewd Propositions |
Pure Taboo continues to venture where few adult filmmakers dare to tread. This two-part release goes way over to the dark side. It continues the psychosexual themes explored by writer-director Bree Mills in her multiple award-winning feature Half His Age: A Teenage Tragedy. It also features that movie’s star, Jill Kassidy, in another fine performance, matched by that of male lead Tommy Pistol.
Jill plays a 19-year-old accused of involuntary child abandonment. Pistol, her court-ordered psychiatrist, tells her, “You will be tried as an adult.” After extended questioning it comes to light that “it was your dad who impregnated you.”
Kassidy is believable and touching when she’s talking about her frankly incestuous relationship with her father. As she talks the shrink gets turned on, rubbing his crotch and pulling out his dick.
Pistol is first-rate in his transition from concerned helper to controlling predator. “You OK having sex with me?” He gets real creepy. “You tell me how bad you want to get back home to your papa.” After a long seduction, Jill gives in. “OK let’s get it over with.”
It’s an unusual sex scene, abusive, manipulative, not very erotic, but extremely intense and all too believable.
The B side of the disc is “Don’t Talk to Strangers,” a truly perverse wallow in teen abduction. Sweet young Gina Valentina, out for a walk in a deserted part of town, encounters nice-looking Casey Calvert, who says she and her husband (Mick Blue) are lost. She invites Gina into her car so she can show them where to go. You just know the girl’s going to be in for a bad time.
The kinky couple keeps Gina captive for days until she agrees to let them have their way with her. After much back and forth, some heated three-way sex plays out. Does fucking win Gina her freedom? Guess.
Both scenes are well shot in tight, contained spaces, with striking monochrome videography (Craven Moorehead gets the credit). Despite its grimness, this is another feather in the cap for Mills & Co.