From: [email protected] (Patrick Riley)
Subject: Abuse Of Power (not referring to the Moderators )
Date: Sat, 16 Aug 97 15:10:21
Organization: Not Organized At All
Here we are guys. Just what you've been waiting for. To the guy
with the thread about males being analed by girls wearing strap-
ons, this is it. To the one about girls being analed without any
vaginal sex, this is it. And for your straight vicarious rapist,
this is it.
ABUSE OF POWER
1997--Elegant Angel Video
Producer/Director: Robert Black
Featuring: Mia Ciccero, Angel Snow, Tonisha Mills, Tricia
Deveraux, Julie Rage, Jamie Leigh, Annabel Chong, Donna Warner,
Ron Jeremy, Dick Nasty (Brit), Paul Cox, Marc Wallice, Jack
Hammer, Robert Black, Andrew Load
Is there some cable TV show by this name? Under the guise of
re-enactment of a crime--always rape--Black, in a style
reminiscent of Geraldo at his worst, plays a news reporter with
the breathless excitement and self-righteousness characteristic of
{American Journal} and similar programs. He's actually not too bad
at the job and seeing him in this and considering his movie {A
Week And A Half In The Life Of A Prostitute}, one would be tempted
to conclude that Robert Black has a future outside of porn, say in
the documentary or investigative journalist profession. Of course,
this movie crosses the line. Since the very early eighties the
porn industry has stayed away from the subject of rape, and if
they dared to come close they couched it in terms of play acting,
or otherwise were credibly able to argue that what they were
showing was just rough sex and only man-hating gender feminists
could (mis)interpret it as rape. In this movie, plenty of
non-man-hating normal people--men and women, alike--will conclude
that the Angel Snow (credits: Lexi Leigh) and Jamie Leigh scenes
contain enough physical violence or the realistic threat of
physical violence to classify them as rape. The other three scenes
are possibly ambiguous. Mia (looking old and horrible) has her car
run out of gas near Ron's junkyard and trailer home so she goes
looking for him. Looking like a fat slug, he's sunning himself in
the backyard when she arrives and asks for help. He belches a few
times, agrees to help but then does nothing but try to get her to
remove her top. When she sees this is going nowhere she tries to
leave but he plants himself in front of her and opens his fly for
her to suck on his dick. This continues to a screw including an
anal ending in a facial. Angel is walking to her car when she
spies Dick with a broken arm trying to load a box into the back of
his station wagon. He asks her to help and when she does he slams
the doors and effectively kidnaps her. They arrive at Dick's place
(looks like Elegant Angel's warehouse) where Dick's
partner-in-crime, Paul, is salivating over a blow-up doll. Angel's
a live one so they share her (Paul says "She loves it") including
an anal but no DP. Tonisha and Tricia discuss their faithless
friend Julie who, according to them, has been screwing their men.
The next moment who should arrive but Julie (looking ugly) so they
g/g rape her. Silly! Marc protests to the camera that he's not a
rapist because she loved it but I don't know if the statement
applies to the next scene or even if he's in the scene. Two guys,
wearing masks that they never remove, smash the windows and break
in on an idly masturbating Jamie (looking old and haggard) and
proceed to rape her including a DP ending in facials. Finally Jack
is on death row awaiting execution so prison guards Annabel and
Donna (credits: just Warner) decide to use the opportunity to give
him a taste of his own medicine. They rim his asshole and then
rape him with dildos and strap-ons (this is really
disgusting--might have appeal in a gay tape) after which they do
some g/g work while he sits on the toilet and then they let him
anal each of them (no vaginal) ending of course in a facial. Only
recommended for the seriously deranged raincoater. Date of
production: 6/13/97.
--
Patrick Riley
The X-Rated Videotape Guide volumes I through VI
The X-Rated Videotape Star Index
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