Evil Angel

Rating: FOUR "I'm Moving To Prague" BUSTED NUTS

Okay, I’ll fucking admit it: I’ve come to realize I am a porn amateur. But it’s not my fucking fault. I live in a somewhat culturally bass-ackwards corner of the world. It’s a tragic tale, I know, but I am coming to terms with it.

My previous exposures to the world of celluloid pornographication consisted of vainly scavenging through backrooms and bargain bins in cheesy video stores, looking for the Holy Grail of meat beating. I usually ended up with some piece-of-shit throwback consisting of re-hashed scenes from movies you wouldn’t want to see in the first fucking place.

So, my friends, it is with my deepest regrets that I inform you that I have never heard of ROCCO SIFFREDI. Forgive Me.

ROCCO MEATS THE PRINCESS, is actually loosely held together by something called a “plot.” Fortunately, the accents are so thick, I couldn’t have understood it if I fucking wanted to (and THAT'S what the FWD button is for).

MANDY MAY: ONE OF THE PRINCESS' MANY ROYAL ASS-TASTE TESTERS

So, this movie starts off good. And only gets better. Obviously, the centerpiece of this movie is THE PRINCESS, “YVONNE” (apparently of the Kingdom of Uranus). Yvonne put on an amazing performance. There wasn’t a dry seat in the house (rim shot). But my personal fave was MANDY and Yvonne taking turns tasting TANJA'S ass on some lucky bastard’s dick.

My only beef is the lack of KEROL footage. She deserves to be immortalized in a movie dedicated solely to her (my hand is raised. Well I mean the one that's not gripping my dick like it was a fucking life raft), and the girl looked positively BORED in her only scene. Next time include her extra footage scenes. Please. -- RAYMOND J. JUSTIN JONES, JR.

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