Review

Ahem, let me preface by saying this: Skinny, hot bitches come a dime a dozen. I mean, yeah, they’ll take their tops off, tongue each other down and scream in horror, but what you really need in your life is some Babba Alla (who Levi apparently signed out of a mental institution to play her part in these films). With thighs similar to the consistency of cottage cheese, this toothless cackling broad will bring the fun to your life, having babies on your living room floor and cleaning her sweat box (that means vagina) with a toilet scrubber. “I’m an entertainment center. Fun for the whole family. Discount for the children”. So next time, take Babba’s advice into consideration “You girls need some good perogies in you, nothing but skin and bones”. Feed that hoe a sandwich, shit aint cute.

Now, on to the meat of the situation: Good Fucking God! Where has this collection of smut, scum and hilarity been all my life? From the gutter of Yakov Levi’s mind comes several short films, telling the tales of whores, killer bras, lonely trannys, and, of course, lesbian filler material as far as the eye can see.

Noted with high regard is “Ghost of Marquis De Sade” in which some silly bitch gets choked out, forced to give an air blow job, and whipped by the ghost of, you guessed it, Marquis De Sade. Also, hot, maybe forced lesbian masochism, involving a broom being shoved in some chick’s ass and out of her mouth. All simulated of course, but still intriguing. “You’ve been a naughty ghost”

“Vanity Insanity” inspires (what?) with the story of a bitty so obsessed with her own reflection that she feels compelled to slather herself in whipped cream and grind all over a mirror. “The Killer Bra” offers the laugh out loud tale of, um… well, a killer bra. Out of all the shorts, this one was the most captivating. So much in fact, that when I needed to drop a deuce (that means poop), I simply took the laptop in the bathroom with me, true story, it was that great.

Yakov Levi’s commentary is genius, candid, interesting, and well worth the second listen. Above all, his words of wisdom are golden “When making your first film, hire hot chicks so even if it’s a bad one like this, you can still masturbate to it”. Yes sir indeed, you done well.

 -- Flavius Ferrari