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VCA Platinum Plus
Dir. Edwardo Dinero
Produced: 10/94
Cast
Juli Ashton, Steven St. Croix, Porsche Lynn, Tera Heart,
Vanessa Chase, Kristy Waay, Rebecca Lord, Roxanne hall, J.R.
Carrington, Nick East, Colt Steele, Jon Morgan, Peter North,
Tom Byron, Dave Hardman
Synopsis
Steven St. Croix plays Ed Miller, a recent film school
graduate from Minneapolis. His senior film lands him a job in
Los Angeles as a director's apprentice at VPA Pictures.
Little does he know... VPA makes porn movies!!!
Scene Breakdown
Tera Heart/Nick East
A standard kind of a scene. Starts out with a blow job,
moves onto some RC, then some anal in the missionary
position (though not as offensive as one would think)
which drives Ms. Heart crazy with delight, then Nick cums
on her box and anus.
"Mondo New Wave Harlots"
Vanessa Chase, Tom Byron, Colt Steele (?)
In a funny parody of Greg Dark, we see a scene from
Walter Black's "Mondo New Wave Harlots." The scene
starts out as a dead on parody of Dark, with Vanessa
Chase in a chicken head costume, talking about how sexy
she is in a chicken head. From there, the scene gets
conventional. It would have been best if the scene was
edited in Dark's recent herky-jerky style.
Vanessa does a nice job with what she's got, sucking and
fucking both the boys. She does your typical DP. The
boys spooge on her chest, though we never see it...
suddenly she's sticky.
Kristy Waay, Porsche Lynn, Dave Hardman (?)
Porsche guides "Mr Bob" through a lesson of what's sexy.
There's some nice ass shots here. The scene is marred by
some EXTREME close-up gyno shots. Porsche's tan line
makes her look like she is forever wearing a pair of
peach panties.
Porsche deep throats Mr. Bob as Kristy jills herself. He
ends up cumming on Kristy's shoulder.
Juli Ashton, Peter North, Jon Morgan
Ah, finally, the splendid Ms. Ashton makes an appearance!
Little do we know when she introduced herself to our hero
Ed, that she is actually the star of Mr. Black's next
film! "Normal girls like to show off, too" she tells us.
Enter Mr. Black. "Yeah, saw your film. Wasn't that
great" had me on the floor laughing. The whole film has
a goofy good feeling about it. Seeing peter North ask
about motivation is another gutbuster.
Oh yes, the sex. It starts with Peter and Juli, but its
not "hot" enough for Walter, so he joins in and banishes
Peter. He says "I'll show you what hot is" and then
pumps once and cums in Juli's mouth. I must have missed
the "hot" part, or Dinero is playing some joke on us that
I haven't caught.
The Peter returns and Juli deep throats him, well, she
gives it the old college try anyway. Then they spoon for
a spell and Peter launches some not so amazing shots onto
her torso.
Steven St. Croix, Juli Ashton
Have I said how much I like Steve in this review yet? I
really do, he is one of the more natural performers we
have today, and he seems like he can act if he puts his
mind to it (Dog Walker comes to mind...)
Anyway, he's married(?) to JR Carrington, but that
doesn't stop Juli from giving him a "massage." She is
able to DT him, then they do some cowgirl and end with
the spooning. He shoots his load on her belly.
Surprising giving her recent track record, no anal from
Ms. Ashton today.
Juli Ashton, Rebecca Lord, Roxanne Hall(?)
I am not sure this is Roxanne Hall, but when asked her
name there was a pause and she said "Roxanne" so I took
it as art imitating life (to resurrect an old thread..)
Anyway, it's Steve's first shoot, and its a Beach Blanket
Bango sort of thing with the girls doing what girls do
best when left to their own devices in a porn film...
they get it on!
Its an okay scene. I FF'd through some of it, though
that Rebecca Lord sure is yummy...
Jon Morgan, Roxanne Hall, Rebecca Lord
So Mr. Black comes to check on young Ed's set and
determines what's missing is *his* cock in the scene...
but before he jumps in, he sabotages Ed and unplugs his
monitor (presumably because no one would follow him
unplugging the camera from the deck... even though it
seemed like they're using Betacams *with* docking
stations on them, so the tape is in the same unit, so
it's not really possible to "disconnect" the camera...
ah, but this is taking things a little too far now, isn't
it... after all, like anybody's gonna care the boom's in
the shot!)
The two gals suck him off. He eats Rebecca while Roxanne
RCs. The gals 69 while the fucks Roxanne who is on top.
He finally cums as the two gals jerk him off onto their
hands, which they lick clean. A nice ending.
Rebecca Lord, Porsche Lynn
Rebecca thinks its time to renegotiate her contract.
Porsche thinks they should *do* a power lunch... and she
means do! Rebecca is the main course!
While this is a standard g/g, I am quite taken with the
natural state of Rebecca's body. I don't think she's had
her tits done, as I alluded to in my DMJ5 review... I'll
have to check the BBB one of these days; and her pussy is
not all trimmed and shaved. it is well kept, but natural
all the way down... yay!
Steven St. Croix, J.R. Carrington
What a man made creation that JR is, huh? From the put-
on baby doll whisper to the high-teased bleached hair to
the silly big tits...
Steve eats her and her ass a little bit before she blows
him. Then there's some cowgirl, doggie missionary and he
shoots a few shots on her torso and over her head in slo-
mo.
Who'd've guessed that this scene was shot without their
knowledge for the porn movie!?! That JR had set the
whole thing up from the get go! All Ed's neuroses were
for naught! Ha!
Conclusion
For all its silliness, I really liked this movie. It was
light hearted and kinda sweet in a porno kind of way. Juli
wore a killer blue dress in one of her scenes... almost worth
the rental itself... and she's not a bad little actress
either. I mean she can hit her mark and say her lines with a
little thought, which more than can be said for others in the
field...
Rating
I'd give this a 3.25 -- a solid rental. I don't think I'd
purchase though unless you're a completist or have no other
way to get your flicks...
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