Cock Starved

Anticipating her Evil Angel schlockers, this Digital Playground series by Dana Vespoli has pretensions of style, but is firmly rooted in her proclivity for expressing her sexual ideas as gonzo abstractions. (See the BTS short subject here for an inarticulate monologue by Dana on what she was attempting to do.)

Case in point is when she stars herself in a vignette with the redoubtable Manuel Ferrara, who also moonlights as her interlocutor from off-screen for the BTS. She claims it is ambiguous: is she role-playing as a submissive animal pet for her master MF, or is this a fantasy scene in which she is actually a sort of pussycat, crawling along the tiled mansion floor or lapping up milk from a bowl provided by MF. All we get is a rather silly example of Dana's ass-fixation, with a butt plug having a fetish horse-tail attached to it sticking out of her rear end, and an intriguing makeup job that would likely be adopted by the great Eva Green for attending some premiere of one of her movies in London.

The other scenes, featuring improvised and awkward dialog, are generally embarrassing, as in Mick Blue pretending to be Mr. Callous as he refuses to service his lovely jail-bait (repelete with braces on her teeth) slave Alicia Alighatti, until Dana insists he relent and hump the girl (only to steal her away from him at the end of the scene). Similarly, Penny Flame on a long leash is merely silly rather than her usual high humor in a ridiculous skit of being unable to have an orgasm until James Deen is sprung from his lethargy to hump her.

So we have scenes of domination and submission, culminating in cute Haley Scott in a fantasy threesome with 2 BBCs (Tee Reel and Joachim Kessef). Dana would call this art, but to me it's mindless gonzo crap, hardly up to her terrific story telling insight in so many recent and varied Mile High releases.