Carbon Girl

Belladonna is definitely full of herself as The Doll Maker in "Carbon.Girl", an 'artcore' exercise in gonzo posing as avant-garde. This one cries out: "look at me, I want an award".

But all this earns is a booby prize, pun definitely not intended. It features tons of presumably fake Chinese/Japanese/Korean characters printed on screen, and the English credits with the affectation of all the capital As represented by Vs.

After getting bored in a hurry, I thought of the classic Adam & Eve movie starring Briana Banks called "The Puppeteer", which has so much style and thematic content, compared to this one's emptiness. Presented in an ugly, color-drained near-monochrome, the vignettes featuring a barely recognizable Belladonna have the cast made up as kewpie dolls come to life, performing pantomime and gonzo lesbian sex. An old song worthy of Tiny Tim's collection plays on the soundtrack and the viewer is supposed to be (easily) impressed. Not I.

Second disk in the crummy Evil Angel packaging features one of the longest (208 minutes!) BTS bonus features ever perpetrated on the public. It merely demonstrates the horribleness of the gonzo trend, as one listens to the cast talking shop -yes, these actresses are all professional sex workers who gave up on acting long ago in favor of the trendy "high-energy sex performances" that characterize the gonzo revolution.

I turned off and chucked Disk 2 into the waste bin after only a few minutes, when Kelly Divine launched into an endless TMI anecdote about how she was mistreated by an unnamed company who didn't pay her or even seek medical attention after an overenthusiastic Shane Diesel ripped up her insides with his big cock during a shoot.