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At what point does a Big Mac cease to be a Big Mac? Not exactly the question one would expect to see leading off a porn review, but relevant no less. You see, most of us know there are seven crucial parts to any Big Mac. (Sing the ‘80s-era ingredient refrain if you’re skeptical.) But, what if one of the ingredients is removed? Despite the fact that a special sauce-less burger still sounds delicious, most would probably classify it as something other than a Big Mac.
Now, what if you double the sauce? Well, that’s bit trickier. All the ingredients are there, but does an excessive amount of one ingredient change the essence of the Big Mac enough to be called something different? Welcome to the conundrum that is Rocco Siffredi.
Siffredi built a porn empire doing nasty things to very dirty, albeit very willing women. His excessively brutal – some say misogynistic – style punishes the senses and explores the deepest recesses of sexual depravity. Even when measured by pornographic standards, many wonder if his films go too far. Though his body of work is as extensive as it is popular, series like Animal Trainer and Nasty Tails continue to test just how debauched debauchery can get before it crosses the line and becomes something more sinister.
Puppet Master 2 faithfully follows the Siffredi blueprint. Like his previous films, it is not for the squeamish. To test this hypothesis, think of a body cavity. Now, think of an appendage. Chances are that somewhere along the line, that appendage gets stuffed into that body cavity. But what Siffredi does so well is not only to leverage the dominant/submissive aspect of sex to the hilt, but also to play upon the innate feelings of jealousy that two or more women might feel for each other if they were fighting for the same man. In doing so, he intentionally or unintentionally forces the girls to compete for sexual attention by defiling themselves to the extreme.
In the first scene (one that Siffredi has personally stated to be his favorite) three call girls, Laura Picasso, Virginee, and Cecilia Vega, are brought before a character that appears to be some sort of mob boss. Played by the imposing Omar Galanti, the boss taunts and teases them with a fistful of cash, carefully gauging the reactions of the girls. He is taken by the fact Laura appears to have no interest in the money and chooses her to be his plaything, but not before he teases Cecilia into thinking she is the one. That arouses the ire of Cecilia, who desperately wants the job and the money.
In a fit of disgust, Cecilia shoves Laura onto the couch and proceeds to teach her a lesson with a good tongue lashing to her tits and pussy. Omar watches in delight as he readies himself by licking and eating out Virginee’s sweet ass. Jockeying for attention, the three girls let Omar root their throats with his gigantic cock as parabolic spit ribbons drip from their teary-eyed faces. Cecilia proceeds to sit reverse cowgirl style on top of Laura, grabbing her hair and grinding Laura’s face into her soft pussy lips as Omar fucks Laura’s ass. As Laura stares helplessly into his eyes, Cecilia sets out to humiliate Laura by spitting repeatedly into her gaping ass and pussy. The scene crescendos when Omar lets fly with a creamy load all over Laura’s face. It is all just a prelude to the rest of the movie. There is plenty more action to come with Kaira Paola, Ariana Aria, and the young hottie Kiki Ferari, among others.
Siffredi’s work is no doubt titillating, but to those who hold fast to the notion that chivalry should exist even in porn, it is challenging. There is a harsh undercurrent to his films. Scenes with profuse levels of bitch slapping, spitting, and depictions of erotic asphyxiation blur the line between entertainment and assault. The fact is, though, that until the rules change, Siffredi’s vision of the erotic is just as valid as any other. So, if the idea of a Big Mac with extra sauce bothers you, maybe you’re just not a burger kind of guy. Maybe you’re salad or fries or a shake. Or, maybe you’re just chicken. That’s for you to decide.