Stand up to Bush/Ashcroft and stock multiple copies. Max's ever-swelling legions of fans will thank you with their green.
He can change the series name and he can change his box cover graphics, but it's the same warm fuzzy Max inside. And for fans of the ultra hard-edged genre he pioneered, that's a very good thing indeed.
Customers who have a thing for any of the particular actresses in this cast and wish to see them in pigtails and parochial-school skirts, will like this movie. Those who can't stand any of them will love it.
Max makes a big play about hurting. He sits on their faces and really jams his cock down their throats. His virulence is a bit subdued with Fawnna and Candi Daze, but he pulls out the kitchen sink on Candy Cotton.
Max feeds her "I'll-make-you-a-star" crap and, after he stops slapping her in the face, she gags on his penis. Her head is jerked up and down, she's made to crawl and beg and drool. Double penetrated with a dildo up her cunt, she's forced to recite, "I'm just a big-titted fuckhole." And, right before he takes her in a piledriver, he has her singing, "On the good ship Lollipop/It's a good place to get ass fucked" with tears in her eyes.
The pop shot, which Max only does "to make you look real pretty," dribbles out onto her lipstick-smeared asshole. Candy pushes her colon up and down so that the splooge bubbles like a hot spring. Smut just doesn't get much sleazlier than this. And that, obviously, is a compliment