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My tastes have changed in the interim, but I remember being really
delighted at the time to acquire a dodgy tape containing two editions
of the Private Stories series. That was in 1996, as I recall. Maybe
it's not quite long enough ago to make this rediscovery of old Private
material, once thought of insufficient technical quality for DVD
but now re-issued, a real nostalgia trip, but it's getting that
way. Like the Private Video Magazine series, Private Stories uses
the magazine format of several short, self-contained sex scenes
packed into a "compact" running time. Interestingly, this
first edition features a number of performers either from the USA
or well-known on the US scene.
Credit to
kafka's RAME
review for ID assistance
Sex
For Fun
A pretty brunette (Alexandra, AKA Nicolette Faludi) tempts a guitar
playing guy (Damien Michaels) into her bedroom with predictable
consequences in this opening scene from director Freddie Morse.
Her nightshirt disappears, she blows him with her pert tits hanging
down, and the slim, trim curly haired lass starts sucking her finger,
as she does for much of the scene, as he licks and fingers her.
The sex is fairly routine, and only really picks up when she starts
riding back against his dick. Otherwise, the positions are routine,
the chemistry is weak (though they sparkle with a sheen of perspiration)
and the conclusion is just about as predicted - come nearly on her
face.
A
Stair Fuck to Heaven
Clean-cut Nick Lang and Katy, a curvy, well built brunette with
slicked back hair, are the stars of this Francois Clousot scene.
They pass through a garden and house where the flowers in bloom
match Nick's jacket. Did everything in 1995 look so...'80s? It's
like grunge never happened. They seem like a handsome yuppie couple
smooching. Despite some puzzling camera positions and schmaltzy
music, there's some sense of excitement in the opening exchanges
at least. The reason for the cringe-inducing titles is, as you've
probably guessed, due to the fact that much of the sex happens on
a stairway. How clever! The pose she adopts for doggy sex is a highlight,
and, after some slightly plodding action, seeing her in this position
again for some lengthy doggy anal is another. She seems into the
sex, but little of this really, truly comes across to the camera,
which I suppose is more genuine that laying on the mock-ecstatic
screams. Nick comes on her face, and there's a fast fade to black.
Garage
Girls
When Rebecca Lord and Felecia wash a car, it seems almost inevitable
that the soapy suds will end up on each other. There are meaningful
looks, fingers touch and what do you know? They're kissing and popping
out stiff-nippled boobs to suck. Felecia looks good here, despite
the dull and grainy picture quality, but Rebecca has that rare quality
about her that seems to be the preserve of French film stars. She
plays the blue-eyed innocent while the coquettish looks to camera
come from Felecia. The girls exchange licks, Rebecca, so slim, treats
us with her beautiful boobs and intense glances. So far they've
had sex over the bonnet of the car, then they're inside it. making
for a combination of comical, frustrating and effective shots. Felecia
certainly knows how to use a strap-on, that's for sure, and also
how to eat pussy, and Rebecca benefits at some length from her dildo-wielding
expertise. I must admit the first real turn-on of the movie comes
when Rebecca really seems to enjoy having a sex toy stuck in her
ass, and really perks up when Felecia throws a few good smacks into
the equation too. Felecia's tongue flickers around Rebecca's anus,
they kiss and that's about that. As I'm indifferent to girl-girl
scenes in general, I feel the obvious spark between the girls makes
this enjoyable.
Mountain
Fuck
What was that about grunge? In this Freddie Morse scene, Jon Dough
looks like the geezer from Pearl Jam. The deal here is that Frank
Towers and he are hanging out in the Philippines when a fellow backpacker
happens upon them. This is Tammi Ann, a skinny, giggly blonde who
joins the lads for a splash in the river. Again, it's all rather
predictable as she dishes out blowjobs in the middle of the stream,
and then they repair to the river bank where it seems Jon does nearly
all of the shagging, including a fair bit of anal for Tammi. Even
when the guys are coming on her face, we can barely see what she
looks like for a silly sun hat, and when we do, she's rather plain.
Which seems quite apt.
Light My Ass
Alberto Rey and Nick Lang play bartenders clearing up at the end
of the night. A group of girls arrive but they're too late for drinks,
not that booze seems to be what they seek anyway. The group: Melinda
(a curly-haired brunette with a big mouth), Judith Canape (a curvy
little blonde with slicked back hair), Andrea (a blonde with shaggy
streaked hair and a tattoo on her right boob), and Katalin (a fairly
cute little brunette). Events move along quickly, clothes soon discarded
in the candle-lit basement bar where blowjobs, pussy eating and
lots of sex are on the menu. A few too many close-ups without establishing
shots make it a little jumbled as to who's doing who, but this is
generally a damn sight better. Judith does anal, as does Melinda,
who seems to enjoy it, but the best moment is when Alberto's fast
fucking makes the cute brunette squeal in delight, and then cover
her mouth, laughing in mock embarassment. A novelty come finale
is something of a waste of time - the guys come in a glass and then
Alberto shares out a drip or two each for the girls.
Beach
Bitch
Ah, the gentle swish of waves on a tropical shore - it's a theme
revisited many times in Private's movies, no matter who the director
may be (Francois Clousot in this case). Here, the French brunette
Liza Harper is sunbathing in the usual sort of tropical hot spot
when she runs out of water. Handily, a water seller/masseur (Frank
Gun) comes along and before you know it, he's massaging her anus
with his tongue! She doesn't object, and soon her lips are massaging
his tool. Her pink pussy looks inviting, but as they kiss, it's
her anus that he fucks immediately, first in spoons, then in reverse
cowgirl. Her legs are spread wide as he takes her ass firmly in
missionary, making her moan with a real flush visible on her pale
skin. Liza's piercing blue eyes sparkle when Frank comes on her
face, providing for the classic Private shot of the smiling, come-splattered
girl.
Lick'er
in front, Pok'er in the rear
The slightly sleazy set-up for this scene has a youthful brunette
(Vanessa Chase) run into a bar looking for protection from some
pervert who's been trying to molest her. A few tequilas later, during
the course of re-enacting these events for barman Vince Vouyer and
pool player Ian Daniels (both with long hair), the very flirtatious
girl uses Ian's cock to show how the dirty old man got it out. The
theme is sporadically maintained as she gets it on with both men:
Vince frees her perky paps, Ian rips off her knickers and they throw
her on the pool table where Vince eats her as she sucks Ian. The
guys swap ends, and then just as we see Vince getting a sloppy BJ
from her, there's a jump cut straight to doggy sex. As well as the
poor editing, the picture is also rather grainy. Again, the action
jumps into doggy anal accompanied by cocksucking, and then the guys
come on her face. She concludes the story - "Then he kissed
me..." she simpers. No chance, say the guys. Hmm. I kind of
like Vanessa's performance here, but it's a rather clumsy scene
all in all. No directorial credit is given.
Overall
There's simply no way I can avoid this conclusion: Private Stories
1 is really disappointing. Even allowing for changing tastes, I
still feel that "Classic" applies only loosely. Maybe
it's the cast, maybe it's in the direction, maybe it's in the inconsistent
quality, maybe it's the often lacklustre sex - most likely a combination
of all these things. Certainly, the sort of Woodman-discovered Euro-cuties
that one might associate with Private are in surprisingly short
supply. Again, however, I feel this has to be put in context - at
the time, this was the stuff that was making Private's name, and
getting your hands on Private movies in 1996 (bearing in mind the
UK was still under porn prohibition) was like getting your hands
on stolen treasure. In those terms, to compare and contrast the
Private output of today, and from a historical or collector's point
of view, Private Stories 1 is well worth viewing, but for my current
tastes and for those seeking really hot sex, it's less essential,
and I really am sad to say that.
DVD
Comments
The disc isn't as good a packaging of a classic product as I might
have expected. There's a set of production notes with cast, location,
date, and director information, but surely this would have benefited
from more background information, such as "Rebecca Lord went
on to..." or suchlike. There's a photobook and selection of
trailers, but it all seems a little bit lightweight. From posts
on Adult DVD Talk before, I know Private had concerns about the
picture quality of the older material like this, which supposedly
prevented its release. Yet here it is, with some scenes looking
pretty good but others spoiled by weak colour, grainy images and
the odd flicker or two. The sound is generally fine, with the English
track actually being the original sound, which is a bonus. It's
mildly entertaining to flick between audio tracks to find, for example,
on any given scene the Germans might get uptempo cheesy Eurodance
while the English track is accompanied by dreary blues rock.
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