Directed by Jean-Yves Le Castel
Starring: Bea, Betty Love, Kelly White, Kyra, Lisa, Patricia Diamond, Smarty,
Vanda, Alberto Rey, Choky Ice, David Perry, Franco Roccaforte, Roly Reeves
Running time: 1hr 31mins
The second edition of Private's new(ish) outlet for the directorial talents
of Jean-Yves Le Castel is a decidedly inconsistent yarn, where the story, such
as it is, involves one Mr John Barry (no, not the Bond movie composer - this
character is a serial shagger played with evident disinterest by an inexplicably
moustachioed David Perry) and his quest for the magic sex lotion that seems
to drive his wife and her girlfriend crazy as he peeps on them in the bedroom…
Patricia and Betty
Oblivious to him, Patricia and Betty are nude and looking extremely good. Brunette
Patricia (AKA Diana Kellerman) has a great slim, sexy body with a nice bum.
Her legs are spread so her pretty blonde friend can lap her twat, but in all
honesty the sex is utterly unconvincing - lots of overstated moaning, with Patricia
taking the lead while Betty's contribution is a beautiful blank. They lick each
other, Patricia pours oil on an unseen part of Betty's anatomy (the camera is
at the other end) and then they indulge in some tribadism that couldn't make
it clearer that this is all for show.
In search of something to spice up his love life, Perry visits a sex shop, blatantly
laden with Private goods, and enquires about aphrodisiacs. The blonde shop girl,
Smarty (her given name, I'm sure), offers him a Private energy drink, which
she samples herself. The effects are immediate - she kneels upon a stool, eases
down her tight trousers to reveal a very presentable butt. After watching her
do it herself, David assists in some rather messy anal interference. Fingers
are crammed into Smarty's anus, while a typical sex shop punter loiters in the
background, watching and wanking, as she tastes her ass from David's fingers.
I can't imagine that's hygienic. David proceeds to load a dildo into her ass,
and then twists the double dong toy around to fill her pussy as well as her
bunghole. He introduces a large butt plug, and finally the loitering customer
(Roly Reeves, I presume) jerks off over her face. An action replay illustrates
just how he manages to miss her cute smile from a range of approximately one
David's missus, Patricia, calls him up asking to get her some cream from a beauty
parlour, but the busy husband has to have his weekly massage first. Franco Roccaforte
gives him a strictly non-sexual rub down, but David is more interested
in a special oil the masseur has which supposedly drives women wild. To demonstrate,
Franco's buxom brunette assistant Bea strips off and Franco spends quite some
time slowly massaging the oil all over her body. The mood is one of soft focus
eroticism, oddly contrasting the extremely rude scene that precedes it, with
Bea responding to Franco's touch accompanied by jazz-lite music so bland it
makes Kenny G sound like John Coltrane. After an excessive spell of massage,
the lads decide to give her what for, with David taking her doggy style and
Franco letting her ride in his lap, anal penetration of course, before they
rush through a double penetration. It's only at the come shot stage that Le
Castel clearly shows what she actually looks like - Perry pops on her face first
before Franco lays down a substantial wad, white ropes criss-crossing her face.
Lisa and Kyra
David finally makes it to the boutique to pick up the cream his wife is after,
but he's still after some of that elusive oil. Lisa and Kyra have a product
he may be interested in. It's expensive so a demonstration is in order. Upstairs,
he watches Lisa, the tall busty brunette (AKA Kinga, looking very good here
- she's not classically beautiful but I like her style - and so do directors,
judging by the stack of credits she's amassing - and she has bags of character,
not that Le Castel gives her much chance to show it here), and pretty, curvy
Kyra (her bleach-blonde mane in braids), without a shred of conviction, do something
approximating girl-girl sex.
Perry takes charge and covers Lisa in the oil, rubbing it all over. The girls
pile together and he applies oil to both their asses, with Kyra showing hers
off as she takes a cowgirl ride, just as soon as they've orally aroused David.
Lisa takes over for some anal action, Kyra doing ass to mouth oral, more oil
is poured in here and there, and finally Monsieur Perry blows his load on Kyra's
face. I like the girls but as far as the sex goes, well, it's rude but try arranging
these words in order: motions, through, going, the.
David's next port of call is a gym where he hooks up with Alberto Rey. He also
has an expensive sex oil - you guessed it, this calls for another demonstration.
Cute little blonde Vanda helps them out, with Alberto applying the oil to her
sexy physique. The chaps, with Choky Ice assisting David and Alberto, launch
a three-pronged raid on her orifices: first, she takes it anally right away,
then she takes David in her pussy as the other two take turns at her ass, and
thirdly the fellows alternate filling that sweet little bottom. Earlier, I'd
forgotten I was watching a Le Castel movie, such is the dearth of trademark
gaping anus shots. This scene makes up for it in spades. Several come shots
splatter her face to finish, though Alberto's second and third attempts are
barely worthy of the name, but at least they make Vanda smile, a rare human
response in this hardcore but oddly uninvolving scene.
Patricia and Kelly
**Warning - reading further may spoil the story!**
On his return home, David shows Patricia and her friend Kelly the selection
of expensive oils that he bought. His wife raises an eyebrow and tells him that
it was cooking oil from the kitchen that Betty and she used to get so "excited".
Oh dear, he feels like a fool, so they suck his cock for him and Kelly hops
aboard in short order. Oddly enough, no oil is actually used as Patricia then
assumes the main role of fuckee as David fills her ass, and Kelly sporadically
sucks his cock as it emerges from Patricia's bottom, until David dumps his come
on her face. She sucks it in a rather lewd close up. Patricia again looks very
good indeed in this scene, but this talented lass is given little chance to
cut loose here, and as with Kelly's Matador 13 colleague Betty earlier, cute
Kelly (now with red-brown dyed hair instead of blonde) is reduced to a cipher
by her subordinate role. I just don't see the point of hiring these good-looking
women and then failing to show them off.
Sticky is not a total fiasco. There are too many attractive women for that;
then again one could argue it was a waste of talent, as they are rarely shown
to best effect. At least if it induces viewers to seek out more of Patricia
Diamond, then it has served a purpose. It is, however, a lacklustre and unmemorable
movie that feels rushed (it has the regimented feel of something intended for
the German market), lacks strong direction and settles for letting the camera
wander passively through some largely emotionless encounters. It goes without
saying that the story is piffle, but it doesn't help that Perry's performance
is one of a man who clearly finds all these sex sessions with beautiful women
a bit of a chore.
Flaws in what passes for acting and script aside (not to mention that moustache!),
taken at face value, Sticky appears to be a reasonably competent production.
However, as I suggested above, at times it's hard to figure that I am watching
a Jean-Yves Le Castel movie - not only does it lack the visceral impact of his
most hardcore work, which really gets up close and personal, it also suffers
from the prime fault of his poorer movies, namely reducing the performers to
a collection of thrusting genitals, via an deficiency of shots illustrating
facial reactions and editing that cuts from position to position rather than
letting the action flow. The relatively static camerawork lends a removed, observational
perspective, in sharp contrast to the fluid handheld style of Le Castel's earlier
material. Some of the camera angles are mystifying - either this was shot back-to-back
with a soft-core version, or Le Castel really doesn't want you to see what's
going on. I wouldn't say Sticky is totally tame, but X-treme? I don't think
so. It's just another very average porno movie.
The picture and sound quality are good as far as the DVD goes, but there are
slight faults at times with both, presumably from the source recordings, and
the dialogue is particularly hard to pick out, if you really care, during the
massage scene. Extras are thin on the ground - trailers, as I often think, don't
really count. I miss the reports, which were sometimes the best part of a Matador
DVD. Photos, cast and movie information, and that's your lot. Lots of audio
and subtitle options, and some tidy menus round it off - there's apparently
a DVD-Rom section with DVD Catalogue but this part didn't play on my PC for
some reason (they usually do OK).