Ravenous
"Don't toy with my affections!" I snap.
Studio: Anarchy
Director: Nicki Hunter
Cast: Hunter, Tory Lane, Mika Tan, Trina Michaels, Aurora Snow
Portions of this review originally appeared on Fleshbot
Nicki Hunter is a mild-mannered and thoughtful person in real life, who coquettishly believes that she needs to apply makeup to greet guests.
"I'm covered in cum," Nicki Hunter tells us at the beginning of Ravenous. "Do I want more? Of course I want more. I want it all. You can't satisfy me. I'm insatiable."
What a goddamn downer. The whole reason one shuts off the TV immediately upon shooting a load across it is to preserve the fantasy that the loadee is finally satisfied. That Hunter opens this movie declaring your inadequacy probably makes you mad.
"That's ice cold," you might say after Lights Out is called and the cellblock goes dark.
Hunter starts things off by leading the game Tory Lane around on a length of chain in a room where is sequestered Lee Stone who appears, in comparison with the tiny Lane and Hunter, to be carved out of the side of a garage. Hunter plays the dominatrix in this scene and sets Lane loose on Stone as if the former hasn't eaten in a month.
The BDSM thing is just for show, however, as both Hunter and Lane assume the traditional position as Stone stands over them to come on their bright, expectant faces.
But it's never enough.
In the next scene, Aurora Snow is interrupted while masturbating in a room full of IKEA tea lights (I bought a bag of those bastards about a year ago for $3.99 and forgot about them. Then when I opened the bag three weeks ago, they were all melted together. Snow seems to have stayed on top of things, however). Snow is lithe without appearing underfed, so her crawl amongst the tealights and her subsequent simultaneous shower of sperm and rose petals is pleasant.
Trina Michaels has always had, for me, the tired-eyed 70s tough chick look, and in her scene she is awakened from slumber by Hunter and then, almost as if it was fated to happen, takes on two fellas. Michaels, like Kimberly Kane, wears a "don't mess with me" look through most of her scenes, but unlike Kane appears to be enjoying herself.
Mika Tan appears next, sitting lotus-style with a Chinese fan behind her a la an offering in a Buddhist temple. Poor Mika. Don't they know she's from Guam? The ravenous Hunter woos her, and Tan pounces on a guy who happens to be lying there. In his ardor, he runs his hand through her hair and reveals the rose pinned thereon to be plastic. It clatters to the floor but Mika keeps her eyes on the prize or, in this case, keeps her mouth on the guy's boner.
I ceased to understand the narrative structure of this movie a long time ago, but it sure looks pretty. Mika holds a ceremonial bowl with two dragon-clawed hands to receive his seed. It's kooky, but it's so kooky it just might work.
The final scene features Hunter fantasizing a birth story of sorts. She is pictured writhing out of a plastic bag in a white-saturated room. It is the movie's most arresting image. She later takes on two dudes, as that is the natural progression of things. When they finish, we again see the scene that started the movie, and Hunter crawls off screen.
The movie leaves a lot of questions unanswered. Will Hunter ever get enough cum? Why did the DVD I received show up in my computer as Whore Gaggers 9? Where did Hunter crawl to - to get more cum?
That chick is never satisfied.
posted by Gram the Man
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7/05/2006 
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