Released: May 01st, 1999
Running Time: 106
Director: Rob Black
Company: Extreme Associates
Cast: Mikki Taylor, Earl Slate, Jasmin St. Claire, Lizzie Borden, Elena (I), Tiffany Mynx, Leo (I), Tom Byron, John Strong, Luciano (I)
Critical Rating: AAAA
Love him or hate him, Black needs no introduction to your clientele by this time. But brace yourself for possible recrimination from porn-sneaking Christian types over that irreverent opener.
The very dark Acid Sex sears like the corrosive substance from which it takes its name. It's also the hottest star vehicle porn bad boy Rob Black has put together yet for Jasmin St. Claire, since she joined the Extreme Associates fun bunch last year.
Adult's reigning diva and her magnificent bod are on full display in four of the tape's six scenes, including the blasphemous opener. That's where St. Claire plays a Christ-like figure, complete with a crown of barbed-wire thorns, who gives head to priest Tom Byron's huge crucifix, then frigs herself with it while taking his stiffie up he bum and nun Lizzie Borden's strap-on down her throat. Family values? We don't need no stinkin' family values.
St. Claire returns a few scenes later among a Dante-like sea of severed, bloody doll heads to help Tiffany Mynx - garbed to great perverse effect in a cutaway stocking mask - suck and fuck some woodsman, then slurp up his spent seed from the Mynxster's glistening lips.
The next scene, meanwhile, has our girl getting sphincter-stuffed on Black's supposed grave. And the closer, recalling Greg Dark's Sex Freaks, has her being d.p.'d by two guys in deranged clown makeup, then face-fielding their gooey loads.
Oh yeah, the two non-St. Claire scenes, both two-guys-on-one-girl triads, rock as well. As does the typical Black metal/industrial soundtrack and spacy psychedelic visual effects. On second thought, maybe the tape is named after LSD. If so, it's a very good trip in a very bad way.