Review

The year is 2050. Ultra-conservative law-makers have closed the doors of all strip clubs, banned pornography, and made it illegal for women to show cleavage in public. Forced to a far corner of the city, a bold, horny few remain. Each evening they gather at the Circus to watch and participate in sex acts with some of the hottest mid-millennium babes around. At one show, a brave spectator accepts a challenge to fuck a sweet blondie’s wet, pink pussy; despite his huge member he fails miserably, cumming just moments after entering her. Never fear, “The Woodsman” is here to satisfy not only blondie’s cravings for cock, but to satiate something in us, as well.

Shot like we’re spying on something naughty, the film has an authentic feel to it; we soak up the images like a sponge, as if we, too, will have limited access to debauchery in the days and weeks to come (perish the thought!). Director B. Skow has done a great job with Circus; the script is witty, the sets are delightfully colorful, and the sex acts are hot as hell. I especially love the first scene with Lanny Barby. In this scene, her “lust for the lewd” is revealed as she struts around for a man, posturing just so he can see every desirable inch of her body. She then crawls all over him like a kitty cat until she’s got his cock deep in her throat. In another entertaining moment, we can merely sit back and watch in awe as Flower Tucci pleasures herself until she melts into juice-squirting orgasm.

Kudos to B. Skow and the folks at Vivid for putting out such a quality adult film. Circus is clever, glitzy, and all-around enjoyable.

 -- Cherry Honeywell