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From: [email protected] (Peter van Aarle)
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Subject: Review: Dinner Party (Jim Powers, 1995)
Date: Sat, 30 Dec 1995 19:18:36 +0100
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A review of Dinner Party, not the Cameron Grant movie but a just released
shot-on-video thingy by Jim Powers.
Dinner Party (Erotic Angel 1995, dir: Jim Powers)
Cast: PJ Sparxxx, China Lee, Sandi Beach, Chelsea Ryan,
Steve Drake, Jon Dough, Steven StCroix, Dave Hardman, Tom Chapman
scene lsiting:
. PJ Sparxxx, Chelsea Ryan / Steve Drake watching
. China Lee, Steve Drake, Jon Dough
. PJ Sparxxx, Tom Chapman
. Chelsea Ryan, Steve Drake
. PJ Sparxxx, Steven StCroix / Chelsea Ryan, Dave Hardman /
China Lee, Sandi Beach, Tom Chapman
This is a simple oneday wonder with little plot, but that doesnt mean it
can't be an enjoyable video to rent. So let's see...
We start with PJ Sparxxx (who has put on a bit of wait, she looks a bit
more puffy in her face, but still looks good since this is pre-boobjob) and
Chelsea Ryan (a natural small boobed girl-next-door type) standing on a
street when Steve Drake gets into his limo and invites them to join him. PJ
is hesitant but Chelsea convinces her. Inside Steve asks them to undress
and start playing with themselves so of course they do (what street was
that? Must be popular if all girls there are like that ;-)
they do some nice masturbation stuff which is shot well considering it was
inside a limo (a popular but not exactly ideal place to shoot sex
scenes).We also get some g/g stuff before Steve mentions something about a
party and would they like to come?
We cut to couple Jon Dough and China Lee (who isn't a classical beauty but
she is enthusiastic and I kinda like her looks) driving when the car breaks
down. They ring Steve's doorbel and ask butler Tom chapman if they can use
the phone. Tom tells them they can't but Steve appears and says of course
they can. So while Jon is making a phonecall to the autoclub Steve has very
little problem of convincing China that she is a hot little bitch who would
like nothing better than to suck Steve's dick. So they go at it with gusto
and of course after a while Jon Dough walks in. He is dumbstuck and just
stands there watching until Steve tells him this is what Jon always
secretly wanted so why not join in.
Of course Jon then just unzips his pants and shoves his dick in China's
pussy. We get a nice threeway which includes a DP and both guys come on her
face.
Cut to PJ doing the dishes (see: proof pornstars are regular people too ;-)
at her home when Tom Chapman walks in to invite her to Steve's party
(strange but _I_ would be surprised if a strange guy suddenly walked into
MY kitchen...)
PJ is attracted to Tom and she seduces him and has him screw her with a
condom.
Cut to Chelsea Ryan sleeping on the couch when in walks Steve Drake. He
starts carressing the sleeping girl and when she wakes up they get it on
together (ending in a facial).
Finally we cut to the party where butler Tom announced the main course and
then carries in sandi Beach. He lays her onto the table and before you can
say "what the fuck" PJ has her face burried between Sandi's thighs. Of
course the others also soon join into the festivities (although Steve never
takes off his clothes).
This means that PJ soon is screwing Steven StCroix (with condom).
Chelsea and Sandi Beach do a little girl-bonding before Chelsea takes on
Dave Hardman.
and Sandi joins China and Tom for a threesome (ending in a facial for
China).
All of this takes place BTW on the dining table.
Strangley after the first scene in the limo Steve is speaking to his immage
in the mirror (which is answering back) and from the bit of conversation
you get the impression there is a "sold my soul to the devil" plot there
somewhere. However this never returns so maybe the lost the script hafway
through the shoot :-)
Final verdict: a nice enough movie if you don't mind the absence of plot.
The sex scene are shot well enough to see whats going on and if you like
the cast it's worth a rental.
I'd say a 2.5 on the Imperial Scale.
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