The Director Reviews... Dark Brothers' Hootermania!
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File Date: Wed, 15 Jun 1994 20:01:45
VCA Platinum
Dir: Gregory Dark
Cast:
Crystal Wilder, Tianna Taylor, Lynn LeMay, Danyel Cheeks,
Leanna Foxx, Natasha, Marc Wallice, Terry Thomas, Jonathan
Morgan, Ron Jeremy, Jack Armstrong, Ted Craig, Jon Dough
SYNOPSIS:
The Dark Brother is back! Well, not that he really ever
went anywhere, at least not lately.
John Dough plays Sir Bob
Thing, a "knight" who has lived his whole life in a bad suit
in a bathtub in someone's closet. One day he is visited by
Mama Jama who asks him to ask her THE QUESTION. He is
clueless, and a tide of prudishness washes over the country.
His task: Find the Impeccable Pair of Fleshy Orbs, and ask its
beholder to whom they serve. When this task is accomplished,
prurient interests will again run the country.
MamaJama gives
him a talking Pocket Pussy(tm) to guide him on his quest.
Scene Descriptions
Tianna Taylor/Marc Wallice:
Tianna spends the beginning part of the
scene looking a little spaced out. There is some foot/pussy
and foot/tit contact for you foot fetishists out there. They
fuck, the fucks her tits, he cums on them. This is the first
in a long line of pearl necklaces. The editing of this scene
is pretty wacky in a good kind of way.
Natasha/Terry Thomas/Ron Jeremy/Marc Wallice:
Natasha is a stripper
at a bachelor party. She sucks and fucks the guys. Scene is
interesting by the fact thatthere are carboard cutouts of
Einstein, Johnny Rotten (or is it Sid?) and others in the
room, too. The final analysis: Marc cums on her ass and side.
Ron and Terry stand by her knees and shoot their wad. Terry
shoot a massive shot, some of which surprises her and hits her
in the face, the rest spraying her tits and belly. Ron
overshoots his target.
Danyel Cheeks/John Dough:
This is a dullish scene. The editing
really tries to make up for its lacklusterness, but just makes
it hard to watch. John cums on her twat.
Lynn LeMay/Johnathan Morgan:
I have never laughed so hard at a porn
flick than I did this time. Jon plays "Chicken Man" a fella
wearing a chicken mask and squawking. Lynn's tits are just too
big (blasphemy!) She is over on her back, and they almost
cover her face! There is good music here, and everyone seems
to be having a good time with a lot of smiles and laughing.
This scene was very enjoyable to watch. She goes through many
contortions. He cums a small load on her tits.
Leanna Foxx/Jack Armstrong/Ted Craig:
Ted and Jack play "Dog Men"
wearing dog noses and crawling on all fours. They are there to
service Leanna Foxx who is hanging upside down to let gravity
have its way with her tits the other way, to cancel it's
normal pull out. More feet action. The men have leashes around
their cocks. Pretty soft cocks for guys who get to fuck Leanna
Foxx. One guy cums on her white stockinged foot , the other
on her ass.
Crystal gets gang banged. (When doesn't
she these days?) It plays like every other gangbang in recent
memory. Terry Thomas sprays his lovely wife with a shot from
her crotch which hits her face. John Dough hits her shoulder
and tits. The rest of the guys hit her tits and the bed.
CONCLUSION:
A very enjoyable pornographic diversion. It almost made
being sick fun! The music was good, not the usual lite jazz
fusion crap/thrash metal noise we have come to expect. The
lighting was great, the script was funny, John Dough had a
good performance... Not a facial kind of movie, but with a
title like Hootermania, you expected a lot of tit shots. The
scenes were hot, on the whole, and different.
RATING:
The quality of the production and the extra scene (over the usual 5) push
this out of 3.00 territory and into a respectable 3.35
Check out information for this movie at Heretic's Adult Film Database: Hootermania (1993).
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169 “I can arrange all that.” Such Apaches as had not gone back on the war-path returned to the States with the troops; but there were five months more of the outrages of Geronimo and his kind. Then in the summer of the year another man, more fortunate and better fitted to deal with it all, perhaps,—with the tangle of lies and deceptions, cross purposes and trickery,—succeeded where Crook had failed and had been relieved of a task that was beyond him. Geronimo was captured, and was hurried off to a Florida prison with his band, as far as they well could be from the reservation they had refused to accept. And with them were sent other Indians, who had been the friends and helpers of the government for years, and who had run great risks to help or to obtain peace. But the memory and gratitude of governments is become a proverb. The southwest settled down to enjoy its safety. The troops rested upon the laurels they had won, the superseded general went on with his work in another field far away to the north. The new general, the saviour of the land, was heaped[Pg 305] with honor and praise, and the path of civilization was laid clear. Parliament met on the 10th of January, 1765. The resentment of the Americans had reached the ears of the Ministry and the king, yet both continued determined to proceed. In the interviews which Franklin and the other agents had with the Ministers, Grenville begged them to point to any other tax that would be more agreeable to the colonists than the stamp-duty; but they without any real legal grounds drew the line between levying custom and imposing an inland tax. Grenville paid no attention to these representations. Fifty-five resolutions, prepared by a committee of ways and means, were laid by him on the table of the House of Commons at an early day of the Session, imposing on America nearly the same stamp-duties as were already in practical operation in England. These resolutions being adopted, were embodied in a bill; and when it was introduced to the House, it was received with an apathy which betrayed on all hands the profoundest ignorance of its importance. Burke, who was a spectator of the debates in both Houses, in a speech some years afterwards, stated that he never heard a more languid debate than that in the Commons. Only two or three persons spoke against the measure and that with great composure. There was but one division in the whole progress of the Bill, and the minority did not reach to more than thirty-nine or forty. In the Lords, he said, there was, to the best of his recollection, neither division nor debate! His cheek paled for an instant as the thought obtruded that the man might resist and he have to really shoot him. "Good, the old man's goin' to take the grub out to 'em himself," thought the Deacon with relief. "He'll be easy to manage. No need o' shootin' him." "Them that we shot?" said Shorty carelessly, feeling around for his tobacco to refill his pipe. "Nothin'. I guess we've done enough for 'em already." John Dodd, twenty-seven years old, master, part of the third generation, arranged his chair carefully so that it faced the door of the Commons Room, letting the light from the great window illumine the back of his head. He clasped his hands in his lap in a single, nervous gesture, never noticing that the light gave him a faint saintlike halo about his feathery hair. His companion took another chair, set it at right angles to Dodd's and gave it long and thoughtful consideration, as if the act of sitting down were something new and untried. "Besides," Norma said desperately, "they're only rumors—" "Oh, I've found a way of gitting shut of them rootses—thought of it while I wur working at the trees. I'm going to blast 'em out." During the next ten years the farm went forward by strides. Reuben bought seven more acres of Boarzell in '59, and fourteen in '60. He also bought a horse-rake, and threshed by machinery. He was now a topic in every public-house from Northiam to Rye. His success and the scant trouble he took to conciliate those about him had made him disliked. Unprosperous farmers[Pg 124] spoke windily of "spoiling his liddle game." Ditch and Ginner even suggested to Vennal that they should club together and buy thirty acres or so of the Moor themselves, just to spite him. However, money was too precious to throw away even on such an object, especially as everyone felt sure that Backfield would sooner or later "bust himself" in his dealings with Boarzell. "Let's go home," she said faintly—"it's getting late." HoME干别人老婆嗯啊小说
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169 “I can arrange all that.” Such Apaches as had not gone back on the war-path returned to the States with the troops; but there were five months more of the outrages of Geronimo and his kind. Then in the summer of the year another man, more fortunate and better fitted to deal with it all, perhaps,—with the tangle of lies and deceptions, cross purposes and trickery,—succeeded where Crook had failed and had been relieved of a task that was beyond him. Geronimo was captured, and was hurried off to a Florida prison with his band, as far as they well could be from the reservation they had refused to accept. And with them were sent other Indians, who had been the friends and helpers of the government for years, and who had run great risks to help or to obtain peace. But the memory and gratitude of governments is become a proverb. The southwest settled down to enjoy its safety. The troops rested upon the laurels they had won, the superseded general went on with his work in another field far away to the north. The new general, the saviour of the land, was heaped[Pg 305] with honor and praise, and the path of civilization was laid clear. Parliament met on the 10th of January, 1765. The resentment of the Americans had reached the ears of the Ministry and the king, yet both continued determined to proceed. In the interviews which Franklin and the other agents had with the Ministers, Grenville begged them to point to any other tax that would be more agreeable to the colonists than the stamp-duty; but they without any real legal grounds drew the line between levying custom and imposing an inland tax. Grenville paid no attention to these representations. Fifty-five resolutions, prepared by a committee of ways and means, were laid by him on the table of the House of Commons at an early day of the Session, imposing on America nearly the same stamp-duties as were already in practical operation in England. These resolutions being adopted, were embodied in a bill; and when it was introduced to the House, it was received with an apathy which betrayed on all hands the profoundest ignorance of its importance. Burke, who was a spectator of the debates in both Houses, in a speech some years afterwards, stated that he never heard a more languid debate than that in the Commons. Only two or three persons spoke against the measure and that with great composure. There was but one division in the whole progress of the Bill, and the minority did not reach to more than thirty-nine or forty. In the Lords, he said, there was, to the best of his recollection, neither division nor debate! His cheek paled for an instant as the thought obtruded that the man might resist and he have to really shoot him. "Good, the old man's goin' to take the grub out to 'em himself," thought the Deacon with relief. "He'll be easy to manage. No need o' shootin' him." "Them that we shot?" said Shorty carelessly, feeling around for his tobacco to refill his pipe. "Nothin'. I guess we've done enough for 'em already." John Dodd, twenty-seven years old, master, part of the third generation, arranged his chair carefully so that it faced the door of the Commons Room, letting the light from the great window illumine the back of his head. He clasped his hands in his lap in a single, nervous gesture, never noticing that the light gave him a faint saintlike halo about his feathery hair. His companion took another chair, set it at right angles to Dodd's and gave it long and thoughtful consideration, as if the act of sitting down were something new and untried. "Besides," Norma said desperately, "they're only rumors—" "Oh, I've found a way of gitting shut of them rootses—thought of it while I wur working at the trees. I'm going to blast 'em out." During the next ten years the farm went forward by strides. Reuben bought seven more acres of Boarzell in '59, and fourteen in '60. He also bought a horse-rake, and threshed by machinery. He was now a topic in every public-house from Northiam to Rye. His success and the scant trouble he took to conciliate those about him had made him disliked. Unprosperous farmers[Pg 124] spoke windily of "spoiling his liddle game." Ditch and Ginner even suggested to Vennal that they should club together and buy thirty acres or so of the Moor themselves, just to spite him. However, money was too precious to throw away even on such an object, especially as everyone felt sure that Backfield would sooner or later "bust himself" in his dealings with Boarzell. "Let's go home," she said faintly—"it's getting late." HoME干别人老婆嗯啊小说
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