We liked it better when the Russians were "damned Commies!" At least they had personality. The latest volume of White Russians is watered-down amateur fare regardless of which hemisphere it occurred.

Two average encounters bookend one of the most-yawn-inspiring solos we've seen this year; a real shame since Kay looks pretty – at least what we could deduce from the overexposed videography that plagues this production from first to final frame.

Cat and Touch (who sound more like a vaudeville team than amateur pornettes) are rather plain. Hey, no problem, comrade, if enthusiasm makes up for the deficit. Here, their sexual hijinxs are about as valuable as rubles on May Day. Sperm counters may get a kick out of Kenny's sizable load.

Retailing: Imports/amateur filler.