by
Art Rambo
Italian director Joe D'Amato had been burping up porn for nearly 25 years. For a time in the late '70s D'Amato directed some softcore that made limited theatrical rounds. With porn, D'Amato has managed to mix lavish—if not overblown—Euro settings with unusually lovely girls who take unusually thick Euro meat into each of their unusually utilitarian orifices. Rio Lust is one of D'Amato's last features; he expired earlier this year at the age of 62. We'll just venture a guess and say the man led a good life.
Rio Lust is hallmark D'Amato; large country houses stuffed with antiques, Chinese rugs, frescoes and a cast of waifish lovelies who get mercilessly fucked, sodomized, DP'd and facially frothed. The scenario is this: Girls get all agog on some macho Mafioso stiffs called the Cosa Nostra. But don't miss the subtle and belittling sarcasm here kids, these chicks ain't just in want of salami; it is fame, power and wealth they are after. Gee, what an ironic porn parallel!
The show stealer, Olivia Del Rio, is elegantly lined with perfect teeth, natural breasts, and smooth Mediterranean skin. She is graced with an ass apt at assimilating the most colossal of dick. Here, two eager-faced gents jab underworld cock into Rio's colonic netherworld. An equally notable turn sees Rio gyrating atop a bar and teasingly lowering her crotch into the face of an ogling, barstool-seated Mafioso. Later, the Mafioso spits top-shelf whiskey into Rio's grand hole, then solidifies his bow wow-in-Armani status by zealously lapping out each bitter driblet. Additional spins, including two anti-limp three-ways, run the filth gamut, staying abreast of the Euro porn milieu that currently flies from smut shop shelves across America. But distracting English voice-overs provide unintentional cheap laughs and the faceless cocksmen are seen mouthing poorly metered lines like "Check out her pussy, insatiable. She's dying with desire," with all the grace of Steve McGarrett dubbed in high-pitched French.
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