I've given up on Braun fils, son of a pioneer pornographer who gets an Adult industry award nomination for just blowing his nose. AVN gave this turkey 2 noms, as if no one would ever notice the incongruity between the DVD's low quality and such a pseudo-accolade.
Opening skit is almost a Shaggy Dog routine, as improvisers Dana DeArmond and Dane Cross battle verbally on the subject of Dane's student presentation of a sales pitch for a TV pilot. Knowing references to the series "Friends" and other attempts at inside jokes fall flat and drag on endlessly while the video punters anxiously await some of that old in & out action on screen. When XXX content does eventuate, Dana's exaggerated pretend-passion is ridiculous.
The other four segments are similarly idiotic, all resulting in sex on the teacher's desk. Only slight variant has a Dean showing up in the form of Alec Knight, ever ready to substitute humping for a reprimand of students Amanda Tate and Cindy Starfall: three-way, anyone?
In recent years Wicked Pictures has released many a Braun video, ranging from boring all-sex to stupid so-called parodies. It marks a sad phase in the venerable label's decades-old existence.
Opening skit is almost a Shaggy Dog routine, as improvisers Dana DeArmond and Dane Cross battle verbally on the subject of Dane's student presentation of a sales pitch for a TV pilot. Knowing references to the series "Friends" and other attempts at inside jokes fall flat and drag on endlessly while the video punters anxiously await some of that old in & out action on screen. When XXX content does eventuate, Dana's exaggerated pretend-passion is ridiculous.
The other four segments are similarly idiotic, all resulting in sex on the teacher's desk. Only slight variant has a Dean showing up in the form of Alec Knight, ever ready to substitute humping for a reprimand of students Amanda Tate and Cindy Starfall: three-way, anyone?
In recent years Wicked Pictures has released many a Braun video, ranging from boring all-sex to stupid so-called parodies. It marks a sad phase in the venerable label's decades-old existence.