Lesbian Love Stories 2: Chance Encounters
- Video
- 2013
- 2h 39m
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Not love stories, just casual Sapphic sex
After enjoying the first volume of this relatively new series from Girlfriends Films, I was mighty disappointed with the second edition, which betrays the central concept entirely. Yes, these are chance encounters, but hardly worthy of being called love stories.
Case in point is Vignette #1, an awkward segment which is aimless and pointless, merely underscoring the anonymous filmmaker's disinterest in the story set-up portion of the show, anxious to get on with the tedious pawing, licking, fingering and grinding of generic lesbian sex.
Buxom Natalia Starr (not to worry, her less-endowed but equally beautiful sister Natasha will be appearing separately later on), plays a haughty rich lady who has bought Penny Pax's late grandparents' home, only to announce summarily her plans to demolish it (all she cares about is money) when Penny shows her around the place. Pax breaks down in tears, feeling attached to the place where she spent much time with her ancestors while growing up, and Natalia soothes the girl with sex.
It's all highly artificial, with the segue to sex as crude as in any gonzo junker, and Starr's improvised dialog is enunciated without any conviction leaving all the acting, or I dare say overacting to poor Penny. This is poor filmmaking, with both gals dressed to the nines for no reason, although they strip down to just high heels in proscribed porn movie fashion. Either Dan O'Connell (head of Girlfriends) or B. Skow (then joining the fold with both boy/girl and girl/girl productions) directed this uncredited mess.
Next sex story, no love included, is even phonier than Segment 1. Veruca James plays a sort of nude squatter, sun-bathing at the pool of a nearby house which, like Penny's, has a beautiful view. The owner's niece shows up for a brief stay, bawls out the beautiful intruder, and then they get to know each other better by humping. Capri Anderson is fetching as the niece with a "pervy uncle" but again the improvised dialog is a bummer, filled with clichés like one of my current least-favorites, to wit: "sounds like a plan".
In something of a mirror image to Vignette #1, Natasha Starr shows young Teal Conrad around as a new tenant to share her home, as this sister needs money rather than flaunting it. Ralph Long (member of B. Skow's troupe, hence putting me in mind that the Skowster might be the guilty director of this crap) pops in for a minute as Natasha's loathsome, layabout husband, but his presence is irrelevant, as the girls quickly get on with the sexual content of their episode. A love story? I think not.
Finale consists of two obscure actresses: Sheena Ryder and Natalie Heart, in a far-fetched tale of a girl suffering car trouble, knocking on the door at the nearest house hoping to use the telephone (her cell phone is on the blink too) to call her boyfriend to come get her. He's abusive on the phone, so the lady kindly humps her. Other than being the prescribed solution to all problems in a Lesbian saga, this sex is routine and clearly we have not witnessed a love story, for the fourth straight time.
One can only conclude that this is wall-to-wall sex, gussied up with ill-conceived, indifferently enacted set-up prologues.
Case in point is Vignette #1, an awkward segment which is aimless and pointless, merely underscoring the anonymous filmmaker's disinterest in the story set-up portion of the show, anxious to get on with the tedious pawing, licking, fingering and grinding of generic lesbian sex.
Buxom Natalia Starr (not to worry, her less-endowed but equally beautiful sister Natasha will be appearing separately later on), plays a haughty rich lady who has bought Penny Pax's late grandparents' home, only to announce summarily her plans to demolish it (all she cares about is money) when Penny shows her around the place. Pax breaks down in tears, feeling attached to the place where she spent much time with her ancestors while growing up, and Natalia soothes the girl with sex.
It's all highly artificial, with the segue to sex as crude as in any gonzo junker, and Starr's improvised dialog is enunciated without any conviction leaving all the acting, or I dare say overacting to poor Penny. This is poor filmmaking, with both gals dressed to the nines for no reason, although they strip down to just high heels in proscribed porn movie fashion. Either Dan O'Connell (head of Girlfriends) or B. Skow (then joining the fold with both boy/girl and girl/girl productions) directed this uncredited mess.
Next sex story, no love included, is even phonier than Segment 1. Veruca James plays a sort of nude squatter, sun-bathing at the pool of a nearby house which, like Penny's, has a beautiful view. The owner's niece shows up for a brief stay, bawls out the beautiful intruder, and then they get to know each other better by humping. Capri Anderson is fetching as the niece with a "pervy uncle" but again the improvised dialog is a bummer, filled with clichés like one of my current least-favorites, to wit: "sounds like a plan".
In something of a mirror image to Vignette #1, Natasha Starr shows young Teal Conrad around as a new tenant to share her home, as this sister needs money rather than flaunting it. Ralph Long (member of B. Skow's troupe, hence putting me in mind that the Skowster might be the guilty director of this crap) pops in for a minute as Natasha's loathsome, layabout husband, but his presence is irrelevant, as the girls quickly get on with the sexual content of their episode. A love story? I think not.
Finale consists of two obscure actresses: Sheena Ryder and Natalie Heart, in a far-fetched tale of a girl suffering car trouble, knocking on the door at the nearest house hoping to use the telephone (her cell phone is on the blink too) to call her boyfriend to come get her. He's abusive on the phone, so the lady kindly humps her. Other than being the prescribed solution to all problems in a Lesbian saga, this sex is routine and clearly we have not witnessed a love story, for the fourth straight time.
One can only conclude that this is wall-to-wall sex, gussied up with ill-conceived, indifferently enacted set-up prologues.
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- lor_
- Apr 4, 2017
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