Backseat Driver 10 (Metro) Review

Reviewed by Diville  on  10/11/2000

Starring: Alexandra Silk, Cricket, Alexa Rae, Alexandra Nice, Maren, Kasorn Swan, Mark Davic, Tice Bune, JJ Michals, Jake Steed.

Directed By: Michael Adam

If you don't know already, or if you can't tell by the title, the Backseat Driver series is an anal themed set of DVDs. And as far as anal sex goes, they deliver; everyone gets sodomized. Yet, I'm not what one would term an "anal enthusiast." Somewhere along the line gaping assholes became erotic and I must have been left behind. I like watching hardcore sex, but I don't require the kind of anal pummeling Backseat Driver #10 delivers. Yet, I enjoyed it as I have the others in the series. Why? Because it delivers what it promises and never am I left feeling the performers are reluctant to be doing what they're doing. They genuinely seem to want to be fucking for my entertainment and that's a lot more than I can say for many of the lesser productions I've seen.

Just like the others, Backseat Driver #10 is broken into individual segments which are always preceded by a few minutes of tease, but never accompanied by an off camera personality injecting himself into the action. Of the six segments offered here, the best one is the first which is a three way between Alexandra Silk, Cricket and and Tice Bune. Silk always brings to her scenes an energetic attitude, but here Cricket is the big surprise. Cricket looks as if she just stepped off the pages of a perverted comic book: exaggerated curves, wild eyes, and always posed theatrically. Silk, on the other hand is what she is, and that's enthusiastic. She handles all the anal work here, but more importantly you have to admire her oral skills. Anyone who can deep throat and lick somebody's balls simultaneously deserves some kind of recognition. I'll be sending her the official certificate of appreciation I got in the 8th grade; I just have to change the name and scratch out where it says "Perfect Attendance" and write "Cocksucking" in its place.

Just as two thirds of the Earth's surface is covered in water, it would appear as though two thirds of the length of Alexa Rae's body can be attributed to her legs. Well, OK, that's hyperbole. That would make for a pretty freaky looking woman, but let there be no mistake about it; the girl's got some long legs. Best of all, director Michael Adam knows to pull the camera back wide enough to show her her body off...and often. He doesn't make the mistake of turning her scene with Pat Myne into a gynecological exam. Good porn shows people having sex, not just their genitals, and he knows that.

Vivian Valentine makes an appearance with Mark Davis in what I would call an unremarkable scene, but others may really like it. Let me explain. Valentine doesn't do much for me; she's not unattractive, but compared to other starlets (even those on this DVD) she seems to occupy a lower tier. But looks are subjective. There's also the matter of that hideous tattoo which covers the lion's share of the left side of her torso. Prisoners give themselves better tattoos with razor blades and cheap ballpoint pins. Maybe she's covering up some other defect, but I can't imagine it being any worse than all that ink. Yet, she's a willing participant in anything Davis wants to do. The raincoat factor on her scene is pretty high, as Davis gets four fingers up her ass almost before the scene even begins.

Pulling double duty is Alexandra Nice who volleys her mouth back and forth between Mark Davis' and Tice Bune's dicks like they were Bjorn Borg and Jimmy Connors. And everything that follows this opening is about as athletic as one of their many grandslam finales. In a word, Nice is "nice." Her body is surgically enhanced, but it's enhanced well. Her body looks good, her face looks good, and she's uses both well in the service of her two partners. In fact, they take advantage of her enthusiasm to deliver a pretty damn hard DP. My only complaint is that between the bed's leopard print linens and Mark Davis' thick gold chain, this scene was only a cheesy moustache and unruly pubic hair away from being a 70's throwback. But that's a small price to pay, however.

Now, I've enjoyed Bratwursts in several big league ballparks as well as from some of the most unsanitary vending carts our nation has to offer, and never have I encountered a tube shaped slab of meat as intimidating as Jake Steed's. Sammy Sosa should swing so much lumber. Maren, on the other hand, isn't as intimidated as I am. In fact, she appears pretty turned on by what Steed has to offer. She may not be the most enthusiastic porn starlet in the world, but she's still very pretty and eager to please. At least Steed and his spent Louisville slugger would lead to such a conclusion.

Lastly, Backseat Driver #10 offers a closing scene between JJ Michaels and Asian starlet Kasorn Swan. I have the feeling that Swan has a very loyal following. Anybody as exotic looking as she would her fans. But I'm frightened by her, I don't mind tellin' you. There's no one thing wrong with her, and in fact most everything on her looks great. But that's the problem, everything about her looks like it was installed onto her instead of growing naturally from her DNA. She looks synthetic to me. Like that weird looking cat lady you see in the tabloids sometimes. That's a little harsh, I know, but I kept thinking that maybe somebody was playing a trick on me as I watched her. My first impression of her was that she doesn't look that much different than some of the transexuals Joey Silvera's been spending time with lately. Again, there's nothing as subjective as porn, and you may like that look, but I didn't. If you disagree, then you will surely enjoy watching her do the things she does here, which is damn near everything.

Of the Backseat Driver titles I've seen, this one isn't among the best. But it's still slightly better than most of what's on the market. If any of the girls in the cast are among your favorites, then you may want to grab a copy. They're all shot beautifully and none of the six scenes is ever cut short. You get what you pay for. As for what's thrown in for free? Well, the extras are the same as any other Metro title: picture gallery, animated menus, shitload of previews. Those are just the trimmings, though. The "meat" of the disc is what should grab your attention.