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From: [email protected] (Peter van Aarle)
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Subject: Review: Film Buff
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Well, many of Chasey Lain's movies seem to have arrived over here, so I
though I'd review a fairly recent one:
Film Buff (Wicked 1994, dir: Jim Enright)
cast: Chasey Lain, Tera Heart, Tiffany Mynx, Julie Ashton, Norma Jeane,
Joey Silvera, Peter North, Tom Byron, TTBoy and Jonathon Morgan
We start of with Chasey Lain giving an interview about her love for the
movies (while on the background a movie is being projected). She claims her
favourite movie is the silent movie "the Big Leap", and what she likes to
do most of all is imagine what happens after the screen fades to black for
the end. So we see the end of "the Big Leap" where Joey Silvera has rescued
Chasey from jumping off the ledge by a window and they climb back into the
house. Then Chasey's imagination takes over and she starts thanking Joey
for saving her life by making love to him.
Then the interviewer asks her what type of movie she likes, and she says
she likes them all mystery, horror, romantic, and she loves imagining
things like: a bar where vampire Peter North is talking to Tera Heart who
is curious as to why he never goes any further then sucking the girls
necks? Peter answers that once in a while he does, as he proceeds to
demonstrate to the girl who is quite willing to allow him into all of her
orifices before having him come on her face.
Now we cut to a 50's movie where three girls (Chasey, Tiffany Mynx and
Julie Ashton [billed as Julie Austin]) are talking about boys, especially
dreamboat Frankie (Tom Byron). When he comes by, he asks Chasey for the
poodle of her petticoat so he can wear it and all the school can see she's
his girl [what IS the poodle of a petticoat??]. In fact, he'd love to have
her petticoat, and her scarve and... he suddenly becomes rather effeminate
and turns out to be gay. So what are three lonely girls to do alone
together. Tiff and Julie start undressing Chasey and before long they form
a daisy-chain of horny girls.
Back to the interview, where Chasey replies that she prefers sex to
violence in the movies. She like the romantic stuff of yesteryear, and as
an example we see (in Black & White) Jonathon Morgan and Norma Jeane
kissing and sweet talking like any 40's movie. Only they are willing to go
a lot further, and soon they are both naked and making love on the desk and
the couch before Norma collects her facial award.
Finally Chasey excuses herself as she has to go do a scene. We cut to a
jail cell with three inmates in striped suits: TTBoy, Peter North and Tom
Byron. [I was surprised: Tom plays 'Philippe' who is French, and Tommy
actually DOES speak French. Of course his accent aint perfect (he's still
an American ;-) but he seems to really speak French since all through the
scene he makes a few comments which are appropriate. Except maybe in the
beginning when he is talking to Peter sitting next to him, and all at once
says: "Je veux t'enculez" (which translates to: I wanna fuck you in the ass
:-) ]
Anyway, guard Chasey comes by and is soon sucking the three inmates' dicks
thru the bars. Then she enters the cell to take on all 3 one at a time. At
the and of the scene Peter exclaims "You get it in the face now", but he is
lying (is that why he is in jail? :-). In fact they all aim at her torso,
and only a few stray drops might hit her face (which she turns away at any
rate).
Well, I liked this movie well enough (though I still can't help thinking
every time I see Chasey: "what a shame she got her boobs done!"). Nothing
spectacular, mind you, but the technical quality of the movie is good, and
the sexual content is more than adequate.
>From what I've seen of her Tera Heart always seems into her scenes.
And Norma Jeane and Julie Ashton (whom I both saw for the first time in
this) are both pretty girls who give very reasonable performances. And of
course you can never go wrong with Tiffany Mynx :-)
So I'll give this one about a 2.75 on the Imperial scale...
Peter van Aarle ([email protected] / [email protected])
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."