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Subject: REVIEW - The Hungry Heart
Date: Tue, 22 Apr 97 01:27:59
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Review: The Hungry Heart
From: Alpha-Omega Video
Running time: approximately 1:46
Starring: Shanna McCullough, Nici Sterling, Sid Deuce, Missy, Lovette, Suzi
Suzuki, Alex Sanders, Marc Davis, Mickey, Wilde Oscar, Rick Masters, Dave
Hardman
Rating: 3 out of 5
Produced by : Patti Rhoades
Shanna McCullough, Sid Deuce (E,F), Alex Sanders
Missy (E,F), Mickey (A)
Sid Deuce (E,Bj,F), Alex Sanders
Nici Sterling (E,Bj,F,A), Wilde Oscar
Lovette (E,Bj,F,A), Tom Byron
Suzi Suzuki (E,Bj,F,DP), Rick Masters, Dave Hardman
Shanna McCullough (E,Fi,Bj,F), Marc Davis
The basic plot line is about a dominatrix (Shanna McCullough) who
longs for love. She became a dom after catching her husband (Mickey)
fucking a dom (Missy), then the dom fucking her husband! Poolguy Marc Davis
also got his heart broken after catching his wife being DP'd, and they find
each other and heal each other. Awww.
Sorry for the sarcasm, but I thought only Hollywood put out this kindof
predictable tripe. This premise has got potential for some really slam-bang
sex, but only turns out good sex.
1: McCullough ("Marquessa": "Marquis de Sade" means "Man of Steel",
wonder if this really means anything) gets Sanders and Deuce to dominate.
Deuce gets safety-handcuffed down to a pool table while Sanders has to
stand, blindfolded at first and handcuffed to a pole throughout, and only
watch.
The Marquessa tells Sanders what she's going to do to his wife. She
engages in a legal necessity; pulls up the Velcro straps so the censors can
see that the woman isn't actually tied down, Heaven forfend, and eats her
before donning a plastic phallus and doing her doggie and missionary.
There's lots of dirty talk, and it's an okay scene, but I can't think ofa
"Strap-On Sally" that DIDN'T have a better g/g fuck. Medium high heat.
2: McCullough relates to Nici Sterling how she became a dom; coming home
and catching Missy, dressed in some fine dom's submissive gear herself,
squatting over her husband and making him lick her pussy. He's wearing a
hood with spots for his eyes, nose and mouth, as well as some kind of rope
collar and rope leash.
Missy makes him do her doggie style, but, after asking him if he wants
to do her ass, turns the tables and does HIS ass with a strap-on instead. I
am totally disinterested in this, but, I will admit, Missy's ass looked
great, going up an down. I'd like to see what she can do to a woman.
Anyway, after he lies down and comes while she jerks him off, McCullough
charges in, apparently upset at this last transgression most of all, and
kicks them out. Thus begins the career of the Dark Knight! Excuse me, I
mean, "Marquessa."
3: She's wondering what how that couple from earlier is doing. Cut to some
{yawn} pseudo-romantic scene with Sanders and Sid Deuce in a tub with some
bubble water. Not down in it, you understand, just mostly standing in it.
He eats her, she goes down on him, he does her missionary and doggie before
coming on her ass. I HATE the bathtub scene in movies; it doesn't work out
very well in real life and, in movies, it's often just a substitute for any
real romantic tension. This scene never gets more than warm for me.
4: She also gets to watch a couple in love doing it in her house while
she watches them almost secretly, longingly from a distance. Real-life
couple Nici Sterling and Wilde Oscar get down and dirty on her couch. Nici
sits beside him and leans over to suck him while he fingers her. By the
time he gets to fuck her missionary, it's obvious that here's a couple who
really knows how to have sex with each other.
They keep it up for a while before switching to sidesaddle and doggie,
Oscar's hips moving like he's actually fucking her doggie style, insteadof
posing behind her for the stills. She climbs on top of him cowgirl before
going into reverse, anally speaking. She gets on her knees for the cum in
her mouth and sucks out the rest like she gets to do it all the time. One
of the better scenes.
5: McCullough return to her dominatrix duties, dressed in neoprene and
commanding a young couple, Tom Byron and Lovette, to stand before her naked
and giving them lots of "my slave" talk, lots of "I own you" talk. It's
interesting, but there's something wrong with her face, like she's had a
lot of plastic surgery around her face. It's distracting.
She of the riding crop makes Tom lick "Brittany's" (Lovette) shoes and
then on up. The whole scene never rings true for me, but I've always found
Lovette to be a little... artificial; seeing her get her butt slapped makes
me think she's acting (Careena Collins she ain't). She makes Lovette climb
on top cowgirl, then down on the floor doggie. Then she makes Tom get in
Lovette's ass for a minute or two before pulling out for an a2m. If you
like Lovette you'll like this scene.
6: Then Mark Davis explains his tragic story. Seems he came home to find
his wife, Suzi Suzuki, being fingered by Dave Hardman while sucking on Rick
Masters. This whole scene has an annoyingly high level of unsexy music that
downs out a lot of the sex sounds, and is shot through some kind of fuzzy
filter that makes everything seem altered. In a bad way.
Hardman gets to fuck her standing doggie for a while, then Masters gets
to fuck her missionary on the pool table while Hardman lies above her head
and she sucks him off. Then straight to a DP, which she seems to be intoas
her long black hair bounces back and forth, but which seems kind of short
before they pull out to come all over her ass. This scene almost seems to
have been shot at another time entirely and is only about six minutes long.
It's very hard to get a sexy scene with all those things working against
it, and it ends up only okay.
7: Ah, true love is obtained. Sex in the shower, lots of inclement
kissing, all the usual stuff, missionary, doggie. I guess true love doesn't
include anal. But it does include coming on the face. At least Marc getsto
stop acting, thank G.
Closeups should not be automatically verboten in a couples movie; they
provide for a means to illustrate the intensity of the moment. There
aren't many here, and the ones there are don't feel very "close." All the
anal don't really work for this, and neither does the romance. Too, bad,
really. But Shanna McCullough fans will probably be ecstatic over her
return to porno, so go knock yourselves out.
--
I've got spurs that jingle jangle jingle.
As I go riding merrily along.
And that song, "Ain't you glad you're single?"
And that song ain't so very far from wrong.
Created: April 24, 1997 -- 12:25 AM
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