Released: Aug 01st, 1997
Running Time: 140
Director: Joey Silvera
Company: Evil Angel
Cast: Paul Cox, Steve Hatcher, Sean Michaels, Marc Wallice, Ember Haze, Stacey Valentine, Lea, Sean Rider, Courtney Cameron, Don Fernando, Bruno Assisi, Blake Young, Kandace, Tom Byron, Margo Stevens
Critical Rating: AAAA 1/2
If Joey Silvera hasn't yet been welcomed to the ranks of performers-turned-directors, somebody ought to throw him a friggin' parade already. Butt Row may be the anal tape to beat this year in terms of its sheer intensity and highly mobile camerawork (amazing close-ups that the viewer can practically smell and taste), as well as offering some new female talent who treat the act of ass fucking like a winning Lotto ticket!
The mind of Silvera is a labyrinthine and offtimes unfathomable fountain of ideas; some of them half-baked and others a little burnt around the edges, but all uniquely his own. For instance, when bikini-clad, big-hatted ranch girls Margo Stevens and Lea start talking about their "new crop" is an unfarmerly fashion, one assumes that they've been toiling at the wacky weed patch. Instead we find Steve Hatcher and Sean Rider... planted in the ground like erection-sprouting Triffids. When the foursome engage in some fertile soil-tilling, we understand what "getting back to the Earth" really means.
Evidence of Silvera's whimsy is also apparent when a rather submissive Ember Haze is unzipped from Bruno Assisi's traveling luggage, or when anal angler Courtney Cameron casts her line in the sea, only to fin a man on the other end.
Yet sometimes it's the non-conceptual scenes which score the highest points. Stacey Valentine's insatiable appetite for rectal rapture tests Byron, Wallice, and Cox to their outer limits, while Silvera's lens captures every fine little hair in her well-plowed asshole —now that's attention to detail!
In fact, Silvera often takes the worm's eye perspective for shooting his copious amounts of tease, and consequently even the tiniest babe appears like the god Talos —as seen from Jason the Argonaut's point of view. AVN extends our condolences to Joey's back... and our deep appreciation for going that extra mile in slavish devotion to capturing the female gluteus maximus in all its resplendent, cock-hardening glory.
Forced to choose a favorite, it would undoubtedly be the garage scene with petite Asian Blake Young, as Sean Michaels oils up her impossibly tight little rear to accommodate his monstrous Black Adder.
Virtually every scene oozes with finger probing, gallons of liquid lunch, as well as fresh nubile chicks and volcanic fucking. Miss this one and you may as well close up shop.