Empty best describes this Nectar release from one Damien Ross, whose possessive billing in the packaging materials belies the presence of a no-talent who might just as well have remained totally anonymous. I won't be sampling any other of his videos.
The six vignettes (yes, Damien also lost count) are each introduced by an actress reciting blank verse poetry that is not merely pointless but just bad. The enunciated sins have nothing to do with the action whatsoever, Damian having taken "blank" quite seriously in terms of content.
Opener has a blonde dominatrix played by Chloe Dior dressed in fetish gear and having standard sex with big-dicked Jerry, ending her scene with the exclamation "I am wrath!" Hectic editing renders this exercise unerotic.
Pride follows, as pale, porcelain beauty Annikka gets it on with Steven St. Croix. She underscores the message by declaring "I do take pride in the way I f*ck", not exactly in line with the sin of pride.
Envy has Lexi Bardot, looking disarmingly a lot like TV icon Pauley Perrette, doing a solo masturbation routine, including a glass dildo up her behind. The relevance to envy certainly went over my head -perhaps she envied the dildo.
Masturbation rears its ugly head again in "Lust", a girl lipsticking her mirror with cryptic writing. She's the fabulous Faith Leon, giving Jay Huntington a workout.
"Gluttony" is presented in black & white, a pointless and arbitrary artistic decision. It's Chloe Dior back by popular demand, paired in Sapphic splendor with hard- working Cherokee.
That leaves greed, corseted Lexi back in action with a long-haired dude.
So sloth was the sin deemed unworthy of representation by maestro Rossi. Or perhaps sloth is his sin when slapping together what passes for a feature, not quite ready for human consumption.
