From [email protected] Tue Mar 28 07:35:58 EST 1995
Article: 54103 of alt.sex.movies
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Date: Mon, 27 Mar 1995 00:00:25 CST
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Subject: Erotika - Question and Review
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Now that Elsie the Flame has retired to lurk mode, it's nice to
return to the subject of this group.
I recently rented "Erotika" (comments below). On the box, it states
that this is Samantha Strong's first anal scene. I clearly remember
the movie "Sam's Fantasy" haveing an anal scene with her and Jerry
Butler. In fact, over half of the movie was leading to the fact that
her friends had arranged this for her. I have a vague recollection of
another Samantha Strong anal scene, but I can't remember the movie.
Has Western Visuals redefined anal virginity a la "O Calcutta" [I never
consented so I'm still a virgin]? Comments from our resident experts,
please.
Having lurked for a while, I figure that I owe a bit of a contribution
- so - a few comments on "Erotika".
a 1995 Western Visuals release with Robert McCallum directing and
Samantha Strong listed as star. Others appearring: Vince Voyeur,
T.T. Boy, Rebecca Bardoux, Buck Adams, Nikki Sinn, Tanya Storm,
Rick O'Shea, Porsche Lynn, Angela Faith and Jonathon Morgan.
The film is told as a flashback by Sam Strong's character, a
successful photographer as she strolls through the Riviera looking
elegant and lovely. Beautiful photography in beautiful locations.
The first scene [a great couples scene] is set amid the mountains
of Northern California complete with a waterfall and mountain pool
for skinny dipping and sex between Samantha and Vince Voyeur. Basic
sex scene with great sensuality. Not the "take this you bitch--
oh, fuck me, fuck me" variety, to say the least.
Sam's character leaves town and meeets T.T. Boy at a bus stop (station)
where they are offered a ride by Rebecca Bardoux. T.T. have a frantic
go at it in the dessert ending in a minor facial. They travel on to
Las Vegas where Rebecca strips and later she and Samantha have a one
on one. Given the physical beauty of these women, I found this to be
a great gg scene, even if it wasn't as "hot" as some might like.
The action now moves to the house of Nikki Sinn, a photographer.
Other scenes include a hot anal scene between Nikki Sinn and Buck Adams,
a scene between Tany Storms and Rick O'Shea in costume while Nikki
plays photographer and a gg scene with Porsche Lynn and Angela Faith
while Samantha plays photographer after tutelage from Nikki. The
photography scenes struck me as a poor visiion of "art" and the
sexual aspects weren't that good either - just my opinion.
The final scene is with Samantha and Jonathon Morgan and includes the
"first anal". While not as sensuous as the first scene, I still is
wouldn't be described as "pounding sex".
Overall I enjoyed the film immensely. For perspective, I like Sam Strong
and Rebecca Bardoux, I like sensuality, and I don't care for hystrionics.
Fans of facials or rough sex should take a pass on this one. Fans of
anal or Sam, Rebecca or Nikki will enjoy it. Rick O'Shea fans can take
a pass on this; he's barely in it and IMHO not impressive or the scene
wasn't.
Len
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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."