Date sent: Mon, 2 Dec 1996 02:28:55 -0500 (EST) From: Joey MarkhamTo: [email protected] Subject: REVIEW: "Butts Up" BUTTS UP director: Art Ben. Caballero, 1994. cast: Nikki Sinn, Tina Owen, Jordan Lee, Ariana, Anna Marie Tyler, Angella Faith, Jake Williams, Tom Chapman, Steven St.Croix, Joey Silvera, Marc Wallice. running time: 69 minutes. - Nikki Sinn (anal), Jake Williams - Tina Owen (anal), Tom Chapman - Jordan Lee (anal), Steven St.Croix - Ariana (anal), Anna Marie Tyler, Joey Silvera - Angella Faith (anal), Marc Wallice This tape is mostly a wall-to-waller of anal sex scenes but there is a writer credited (a cleverly nicknamed 'Pamela Penn'). The attempted storylines are very, very weak so there was no point of it and overall would've served better as a compilation video. - This first scene starts at the home of Nikki and Jake. Looks like they've just moved in and even though they haven't unloaded their boxes yet, they're already playing around. Nikki's in the backyard by their pool and saying, "Try and catch me if you can!" She runs around some boxes and suddenly, Jake pops up and squirts her with a watergun. She's caught and has to surrender to him. They go inside and have sex. Simple enough! Things start off with a blowjob. Nikki tries to deep throat and she almost does it, but it looks like she's gagging when there's about one more inch to go. At the same time, Jake takes the watergun and squirts water on her ass. Nikki then turns over on her back as Jake hovers over her face and pumps his cock in her mouth. After sliding off her bikini bottom, they fuck. We get good close-ups of the action (and of Nikki's completely bald pussy). They talk to eachother at one point, but it was quite inaudible. That dragged down the heat several notches! They get back into it with the doggie position and eventual anal penetration. Very good close-up. Nikki brings the watergun into view again, reaching underneath her and squirting water up on her stuffed pussy. Jake pulls out and shoots in between her ass cheeks. - This next scene is just presented to us without a story to go along with it. Tina Owen, who looks like a woman in her late 30's, is on her knees giving Tom Chapman quite the enthusiastic blowjob (she slows down for a bit then picks the pace up again). Tina looks like she's wearing a wig, but who knows, maybe a lot of extra-hold hairspray made it look that way. She also has a boobjob that doesn't look all that horrendous. During sex, Tina is still semi enthused. When they spoon it, Tom holds her leg up and lets her thrust herself onto him. He takes over and continues pounding away. They gradually get into the anal and she continues to take it with the same ease as before. Tom then pops his load on her face. - This third scene opens up with Jordan Lee relaxing by a pool when along comes Steven St.Croix whom she tells, "I'm not playing.." He tells her he's not playing either then as soon as he sits down and wades in the water, she turns over and pulls out a watergun from underneath her. She squirts him and says she can't believe he fell for it. Suddenly, he has a watergun too and squirts back. She runs inside the house and he chases after her. When we catch up with these two again, they're starting to have sex (I have a question for Pamela Penn - did this sound good on paper??? Talk about the lamest ways to segue into sex scenes!). However, this scene is anything but lame. When you've got Jordan in a sex scene, expect glass shattering screams. She is usually so vocal I'm starting to think she puts Teri Weigel's voice range to shame. Starting off with a 69 (and Jordan's underneath), Steven lightly passes his tongue over her clit and she's already screeching like there's no tomorrow. They do doggie and mish then a mish-anal and she begs for him to cum in her mouth. He does cum near her face, but most of it lands on her breasts (which, by the way, when you see her laying on her back.. really bad looking marks form under her breasts as she moves around). There are also some pretty good close-ups of the penetration. - By now, you'll know this movie's scenarios contain moving boxes and waterguns. What they have to do with anything is anyone's guess. We open up now on Ariana in a kitchen. She's taking glasses off a shelf and wrapping them in newspaper, putting them into a cardboard box. Her friend Anna Marie Tyler is sitting there watching as well as Joey Silvera, who reaches into the cardboard box, takes out a glass, unwraps it and puts it back on the shelf. Annoying as that is, she asks him if he has anything better to do. Then he holds a glass in his hand and pulls out a watergun with the other and squirts it, handing it back to Ari and telling her it's dirty (yeah, ok.. water makes things dirty..). He ends up squirting her too, then moments later we cut to the three of them having sex. Ariana looks ok here and Anna Marie has a sort-of cute, but overall plain look about her (she has nice breasts though, which I'm contemplating whether or not they're real: they do move around but when she's twisting her nipples, her breasts sort-of look like they're moving in one piece altogether like there's a sponge stuffed inside or something). Anyhow, the girls are into it.. moaning, etc.. and Ariana's nasty side comes out to play. When she's doing the doggie with Joey, she's munching on Anna Marie's pussy and spanking it. Later when Anna Marie's doing a mish with Ari sitting on top of her face, Ari bends down to suck on A-M's toes. However, it doesn't get any nastier than that. Ari's the only one who does anal (with Joey wearing a condom) and both girls put their faces together to receive a cum bath (more like a shower.. actually, more like a drop). - This final scene opens up on Angella Faith and Marc Wallice entering a room of some house (with moving boxes scattered here and there - come to think of it, I have no idea if this is supposed to be the same house with just partygoers going all over the place or scenarios of people who seem to have just moved into their new homes and breaking it in by having sex). Anyhow, as soon as Marc closes the door behind him he pulls out his trusty watergun and squirts Angella telling her, "Bang bang you're fucked!" She turns around and her ass is painted with red and white circles as if it were meant for target practice or something (in which anal penetration would have Marc saying "Bull's eye!"). So they get into the sex with Angella giving him a blowjob with slight deep throat. A condom is 'mysteriously' slipped onto Marc as he bones her doggie style. Then a mish, with eventual anal. Angella seems to be worked up and enjoying herself (she's a pretty redhead with small natural breasts covered up by a bra the whole time). Marc then takes off the rubber and jerks himself onto her chest. Will you like this movie? Well.. some of the photography's good (with some great close-ups) but the color and sound is dull. Jordan Lee's the only girl who comes alive, sorta speak, but I'm not saying that the rest of the girls give dead performances. This wall-to-waller had a short running time and could have used 4 or 5 more scenes. It does deliver the anal, but you'll probably be better off renting something by Rosebud. For the most part, "Butts Up" gets a thumbs down. Rent only if you really like any of the female cast. Joey Markham
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