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From: [email protected] (Peter van Aarle)
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Subject: Review: Blue Movie
Date: Sat, 18 Nov 1995 17:01:08 +0100
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And here is a review of the 3rd fairly recent releases they had, again with
Jenna (I guess they have bought a fair amount of Wicked recent releases).
Blue Movie (Wicked 1995, dir: Michael Zen)
cast: Jenna Jameson, Jeanna Fine, Tera Heart, Lana Sands, Dallas, Rebecca
Lord,
Jordan St. James, Jackie Beat,
Steven St. Croix, Toni Tedeschi, TTBoy, Alex Sanders, Roadblock
The scene rundown:
. Rebecca Lord, Steven St. Croix (pussy eating only)
. Jenna Jameson (masturbation)
. Tera Heart, Alex Sanders
. Dallas, Toni Tedeschi (short bj)
. Lana Sands, Toni Tedeschi
. Jenna Jameson, TTBoy
. Jenna Jameson, Jeanna fine, Lana Sands
. Dallas, Toni Tedeschi
. Jeanna Fine, Steven St. Croix
. Jordan St. James (no sex)
Here we have another movie within a movie from Michael Zen (he's done those
before). We get a story about the shooting of a porn movie with some pretty
bizarre characters.
The movie starts off (before any credits run) with Steven St. Croix on the
couch of psychiatrist Dr. Desire (Rebecca Lord). He's wearing earrings, and
explains to her that he's always been fascinated with women and especially
their sexuality. That was why he decided to become a porn director, and in
order to try and understand women better he began cross-dressing. The
doctor has some unorthodox methods, since she stands over him and asks him
what he thinks of her vagina. then she orders him to talk to it, kiss it,
lick it. After some oral she climaxes and then tells Steven his hour is up
:-)
Cut to Jenna Jameson lying on a bed, and while the credits roll a blue ball
(basketbal sized) comes into her room and starts a conversation with her
(hey, I didn't come up with it, I'm only reporting it ;-) The ball
complains he's cold, and Jenna takes him on the bed and starts masturbating
with it and her hands.
She is awakened by the ringing of the telephone. It's her fat, constantly
eating editor Jackie Beat who tells her to get over to the studio Steven is
shooting a new movie and to dig up any dirt on him she can find. Jenna
doesn't really want to, since she idolizes him and knows the dialog of his
blockbuster by heart (she's miming it while watching). But she sneaks into
the studio and is immediately caught by Steven's bull-dyke minder Jeanna
Fine who wants to kick her out when she hears she's a reporter. Just then
Steven enters (dressed like Carmen Miranda) and when Jenna answers his
question with the dialog from his movie he says she can stay. In fact he
immediately decides to cast her as a "bargirl that hooks". So Jenna is sent
to make-up where Tera Heart is trying to remember the name of the first
movie she made for Steven while getting made-up. finally she remembers it
was "Anal Snow Bunnies" and we get to see the scene:
Tera is lying sunning in a bikini on a snow slope when Alex Sanders comes
by, playing one of his dumb surfer dudes. Tera notices she misses a
ski-pole, and Alex replies he might have a pole for her. So he whips it out
and she goes down on him, then they get it on mish and cowgirl before they
do a doggie anal (with a good initial penetration shot). Finally Alex cums
in her mouth. The whole scene is well shot with quite a few full-body shots
so you can actually see what the performers look like.
Well then stud Toni Tedeschi comes into make-up and asks Tera if she wants
to 'practice'. But she is now a big star and won't fuck just anybody. When
Jenna also declines to fluff him the make-up girl, Dallas, sucks him a bit
until he's hard.
Then it's time to shoot "Legend of the Golden Oyster". Toni Tedeschi enters
a bar somewhere in a jungle (Jenna is the bargirl, obviously) and hooker
Lana Sands soon goes down on him right at the bar. He returns the favor and
then they go at it on the barstool: mish and doggie, until Lana tells him
to put it in her ass (with again a good shot of the initial pen). This
scene also ends with a cum-shot in the mouth.
They continue shooting some plot development: a map to the Golden Oyster,
which gives unlimitted sexual power to men - the fat man who owns it
getting killed by the amazones who guard it - Toni and Jenna getting away
together with half the map each.
They shoot the next scene where Toni and Jenna are in the jugle to find the
Oyster. When Toni wakes up she is gone with the map, and he finds her in a
bamboo hut where TTBoy is going down on her. Then she sucks him off before
riding him cowgirl and reverse cowgirl with a cumshot on her bush. But
TTBoy isn't finished yet and they go some more doggie with a cumshot on
her ass. Not sated yet TTBoy then goes at it mish and cums in her mouth
(the last shot was obviously shot first). When he wants to keep going (he
has the Oyster so he can go on forever) Jenna tricks him into opening the
Oyster (something men can't survive).
Then we get to see the next part of the movie being shot: Toni and Jenna
have been captured by the tribe of amazones who guard the Oyster. Jeanna
Fine and Lana Sands get it on with Jenna Jameson in a lesbian bit (with
Jeanna doing some analingus).
Then it's the turn of the leader of the tribe, Dallas, to play with Toni.
they do mish and doggie when suddenly director Steven calls out to Toni:
"We've only got 2 minutes of film left, can you give me a cum-shot". But
Toni can't do in under such pressuere and tells Steven to do it himself.
Steven answers "I will, and I bet you your fee that I do it a lot better
than you. You can pick the girl". So Toni picks Jeanna Fine and although
Steven hesitates at first he agrees.
So Steven and Jeanna get it on romantically (because they love each other).
He goes down on her for quite a while, then they do mish until he cums over
her torso.
The decide to get married, and Jenna tells her editor she doesn't have a
story and she also tells her what to do with her presses...
The end credits roll over Jordan St. James posing in lingerie (she was
Steven's first fuck)
BTW, the stills for this one were shot by our own Xmasone.
Final verdict: I liked this movie.
It was shot on 35 mm which always gives that bit extra quality if the
technical crew know what they are doing (this crew did). It's all well lit,
and shot so you can see what's going on. The cinematographer and director
obviously realised that close-ups shouldn't be overdone, and included
enough long shots so you can actually see some whole bodies...
It's a cute story, with some quite funny dialog and the sex is more than
adequate. Definitely worth a rental.
I'd say about a 3.25 on the Imperial Scale.
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