Released: Aug 01st, 1999
Running Time: 90
Director: Kid Vegas
Company: X-Traordinary Pictures
Distribution Companies: Legend
Cast: Caroline Pierce, Johnny Toxic, Kid Vegas, Mara Pleasures, Amia Moré
Critical Rating: AAA 1/2
Word to your mother. Or at least all her illegitimate 18-32-year-old kids; they\'re the ones who\'ll appreciate this tape.
The Muse, she works in weird-ass ways, sure, but who guessed she'd aim her stream of magic piss into the mouth of Kid Vegas, the Vanilla Ice of porn? Symbolically enough, the vid begins with a POV shot fom the apex of a rollercoaster. The whole thing is characterized by more ups and downs than GlaxoWellcome, careening from zeniths like an accomplished Vegas/Caroline Pierce fuck to nadirs like a sink full of vomit (courtesy of sexy Amia Moré) to, uh, interesting moments like Vegas and Johnny Toxic having a swordfight (not that kind of swordfight).
Where the Kid succeeds is in his dedication to conveying a You Are There essence, practically in smell-o-vision. He brings a few friends to his hometown, stops off in the desert long enough for the girls to strip down to their flip-flops and shoot guns - all it needs is Thin Lizzy playing in the background to complete the white-trash picture - then checks them all into one hotel suite for some endless drug-fucking. Consider yourself warned, though - the viewer who's expecting technical perfection is the viewer who'll have an embolism; as when a wasted Vegas received a heart-felt blowjob from Moré, his palsied camerawork taking you right along to whatever blown mental landscape he's inhabiting.
Then there's the moment when the camera catches a glassy-eyed Johnny sharing a beer-bottle lined bathtub with giddy Mara Pleasures; mechanically jacking himself off with one hand and fingering her even more dispassionately with the other. Go home, dude. Have a steak.