Big Bottom Sadie from Patrick Collins and Elegant Angel *Review by Anthony Petkovich of The Spectator*
While delectable porn star Jenna Haze is, indeed, toying with a highly suggestive power drill on the cover of this week’s Spectator, we confess that, alas, the monstrous mechanism never makes an appearance in Elegant Angel’s Big Bottom Sadie. Nonetheless, dirty-talkin’ ultra-slut Haze — doing just fine with plenty of other available tools — is absolutely not to be missed in this latest smut feast from director Patrick Collins.
Jenna plays somewhat of a mixed-up babe in BBS whom we frequently see sitting in a public bathroom stall, diddling herself (to numerous frenzied states) with a pocket rocket, as she goes in and out of erotic flashbacks. The movie actually has flashbacks within flashbacks, making it all the more provocatively unruly. And why is Jenna slightly ... confused? Who knows? Let’s just say she’s somewhat of a sexual Jekyll and Hyde here, vacillating between good and bad personas. And guess which side wins out? Binggg-go!!
But enough o' script matters (as thin as the storyline may be). What’s really impressive in BBS is the amount of seemingly bottomless vixen venom which Jenna generously unleashes in her boy-girl scenes. From the very outset, she literally jumps at the chance of in-sanely blowing and banging two guys in her trashed-out public ‘headquarters.’ “Do you like fucking dirty whores?” Jenna snarls at the lads. Later she salaciously demands of one lucky fuck, “I want you to come on my ass and let it drip down my ass cheeks!” What a gal! In the next outstanding episode — which wildly unravels in a Valley body shop, wherein two grease monkies are bickering with a pissed-off customer — Jenna bizarrely skips into the joint, a total stranger to these gents, and lets all three unknowns fill her mouth with cockmeat, hammer her silly, and do the anal thing. She’s a natural-born lover!
While they don’t outshine hellraiser Haze, costars Olivia Saint and Michele Raven also put in some fairly heated performances. Saint (whom you may recognize as the former “Sienna,” and who actually plays the title role of Sadie here, though it’s only a supporting part) gets her super-dooper pooper slammed big-time by Mr. Marcus and Alex Saunders, with the dirty goings-in eventually evolving into a full-out, oily, wobbly-ass-cheeked double penetration. And Michele Raven? She’s her usual non-selective, voluptuous self — this time in yet another graffiti-streaked bathroom stall (lots of toilets in BBS), blowing a pair of penises, each sticking out of a glory hole on either side of her. “Stick your dirty cock in my mouth!” she vulgarly hisses to the faceless boner owners. They do. They love it. Why the hell not?! She eventually demands high-speed cornholing from her phantom fuckers, each of whom, literally, rips apart their separate stall holes (the chalky sheet-rock flying every which way) for better, raunchier penetration.
Bottom line? With the exception of a pair of totally out-of-place S/M scenes involving Jenna, Olivia, and bondage-meister Ernest Greene (what is this guy doing in a Collins' film, anyway?), BBS is certainly worth a peek, for its flashes of wildly inspired Collins' direction, and, of course, for the always ablaze, frequently a-glaze Miss Haze.
Courtesy of The Spectator
Edited by - Asmodeus on Oct 13 2002
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