Released: May 01st, 2002
Running Time: 119
Director: Kelly Stafford
Company: Rocco Siffredi Productions
Distribution Companies: Evil Angel
Cast: Manuel Ferrara, Elizabeth Roalopez, Claudia Jamsson, Kelly Stafford, Jade (I), Kristal DeBoor, Rocco Siffredi, Nacho Vidal, Jessica Fiorentino, Pavel Samay, Monik (I), Amber (I), Sabina (I), Jessica May, Others
Critical Rating: AAAA
This feels like a Rocco tape. With his name prominently displayed on the box cover as producer, it likely will move like a Rocco tape as well. Stock accordingly.
Few, if any, smut sluts are as wildly depraved as England's Kelly Stafford. The closest thing there is to a female Rocco Siffredi (not-so-coincidentally her frequent on-screen partner and porn mentor), the pretty blonde is a World Class perv whose eyes reveal an ultra hard-edged sexuality that can match - if not exceed -any man's: they blaze with barely contained excitement the rougher and nastier she gets it.
And that's the seriously strokable sensibility she brings to her impressive directorial debut, which is book-ended by two outlandish orgies that easily get pre-noms for Best Group Sex Scenes - Video.
The very decadent opener features Stafford, Nacho Vidal, another guy and three she-males in fetish-light garb engaged in a whole lot of rimming, sodomizing, face slapping, saliva drooling and spent scum swapping. At scene's end, her kisser glistening like a Winchell's party pack, Stafford - in one of her trademark moves - practically shoves her entire fist down her throat and pulls out the still-steamy ball butter. Now that you don't see every day. As we said, this is one very degenerate porn whore.
Adding to the distinctive debauchery is the free-flowing, non-clichéd way in which the scene builds and unfolds, much like - no coincidence again - the best of Siffredi's work. Stafford obviously took a lot of notes all those times she had the Stallion embedded deep in her crapper.
The wildly wanton, even more elaborate closer, meanwhile, features Stafford, two other sluts and a small army of guys - literally maybe 25 or so - involved in the same sort of extreme nastiness as in the opener.
The two middle scenes - two more group gropes, one featuring Siffredi - are wankable as well, though less distinctive. It's no surprise that neither contains Stafford, whose mere presence in any scene instantly ratchets up the heat due to her well-deserved rep for going where others fear to tread. That bitch is capable of just about anything and next time out, perhaps she should cast herself wall-to-wall.