Night Trips Review

Reviewed by fu_q  on  9/15/2016

**Note – This review is based upon the web version of the film streaming on the www.AdultMovies.com service. As such, any bonuses haven’t been given a rating, and there could be some discrepancies between this version and other releases.**

Review:
Unable to grasp the raw sexuality fervently bubbling up and manifesting itself in her erotic dreams, a young woman (Tori Welles) seeks out the aid of a pair of cutting-edge psychologists (Randy Spears and Porsche Lynn) whose dream-viewing machine may be just the ticket to helping her realize her full, fornicating potential. Of course, along the way, Tori's put through her pornographic paces, as she diddles up a storm and whilst her vibrant visions flash across the laboratory's screen. Such is the case in "Night Trips", an overall-good, 1989 release form Caballero and director Andrew Blake. Blake's work was always known for its high-gloss, high-end, artsy feel, coupled with its offering up of the most beautiful of female flesh. This is all, indeed, the case in this production, as well. The settings are immaculate, effects filters are made liberal use of, soft music plays over the sequences, and the cast is stunningly beautiful...particularly its star, Ms. Welles. And, while this all sounds great--and it can be--there's simply something about having too much gloss and too much perfection that can suppress a film's heat and hold back its erotic potential. To a degree, this happens here. It's almost as if the art of it all and the elements of surface-deep seduction have fully supplanted any of the raunch that might otherwise have been present. While Tori looks great and performs well--and her work is largely responsible for the 3.5 star rating that this film did earn--it's hard to describe the general feel of the flick as anything but "clinical" and simply too "clean". Dirty movies are called "dirty" for a reason, and it just seems that this endeavor wipes too much of that grit and grime away. While laudable in its attempts at sophistication and aspiring to achieve a higher level, this one just doesn't fully live up to the hype and falls a little flat. As such, I'd recommend a rental...at most (...and I'm one who generally tends to enjoy softer fare).

In terms of the sex, Scene One offers up the terrific Tori Welles in solo-girl material that features a bit of dirty talk to the camera and plenty of close-ups of both her mouth and her pussy. Her masturbation, which comes to include a gold-plated vibrator and some action with Porsche Lynn at her side, is intercut throughout most of the remainder of the sequences, as her dreams play forth on the screen. In Scene Two, Tori's mind takes her to a beautiful mansion in which she watches from atop a staircase as Mark DeBruin takes the luscious blonde, Tanya DeVries, upon a fur-covered sofa. He works her over with an ice cube and his tongue before a sensual suck-and-fuck ensues (oral, vaginal ; she licks and jerks a facial out of him). Scene Three is cast in tones reminiscent of a cyanotype photo filter, lacking color other than various shades of blue, as Tori--in her sunglasses and black miniskirt ensemble sans panties--goes to work on Peter North. She does so orally and vaginally against a windowed backdrop and ultimately strokes and blows a trademarked geyser out of him all over her face. In Scene Four, Tori, the stunning blonde Jamie Summers, and the bewigged Porsche Lynn all get it on on a large, clam-shell bed positioned before a windowed wall (standard, sensual girl-on-girl). Scene Five offers up a sepia-filtered, poolside fucking involving Ray Victory and none other than the glorious, shade-sporting Victoria Paris. They fuck and suck it out until he unloads on her pussy and bush out of reverse cowgirl...all as Tori watches in from afar. In Scene Six, a masked Randy Spears slips it to a similarly-masked Porsche Lynn in a fancy home as Tori looks on...and then gets in (lightly) on the action. It's Porsche who fields the D in this one--which she does in sexy style--and a load on her tummy out of missionary finishes off the festivities. Scene Seven finds Tori back in reality and with Randy Spears...and his dick. She receives him orally and vaginally in the beautiful and artistic boinking that's brought forth, and a cum-shot on her face and chest ultimately caps off this carnal creation. Tori looks great here. I just wish that the movie as a whole could have delivered the heat a bit better than it did...