Kill Girl Kill 2

Studio: VCA
Director: Eon McKai
Cast: Zoe Matthews, Yumy, Deja Daire, Justine Joli, Jezebelle Bond, Jade Starr

Deja Daire opens the show, sitting on a couch with a torn camisole and a bloody nose. Maybe she’s pondering a life ill-spent. We have the opportunity to ponder with her while James Deen fucks her in front of a picture of Our Lord in the Garden of Gethsemane. This is the scene Eon McKai said would send him to Hell. Maybe he knows something we don’t. Next, Yumy pays homage to Japanimation by getting fingered through her underpants by tatted Rob Rotten, all the while looking at the camera. It has a wartime whorehouse feel to it that gave me powerful flashbacks. By now I resigned myself to the fact that Kill Girl Kill 2 would err on the side of style. Ballsy as it was to launch the movie with a bloody nose, I would have had her making a nice pitcher of drinks. That is why I don’t make big VCA money.

Justine Joli and Jezebelle Bond start the second act with a scene worthy of display on the monitors at Hollywood & Highland. I don’t usually like girl/girl scenes much, but this one was a lot of fun to watch, and it was the first scene in the movie where the characters seemed to be having a good time. Maybe it was because they didn’t have to worry about reproachful looks from their boyfriends when they got home.

Deen and Zoe Matthews employ found objects like a broom in the next scene, and the attentive, non-fast-forwarding viewer gets to hear Matthews utter lines like, “I’ve never deep-throated that deep before,” fluttering her eyelids like a swimmer who just got a mouthful of ocean. Jade Starr and Justin Syder wrap it up.

This is a good movie to have projected on the wall of your loft space while be-sneakered pale types mill about, which is exactly how I first saw it.

Jon San Nicolas’ tartwear was the star of the show, but if this movie were “Abbey Road,” Jezebelle Bond did a very disconcerting version of “Her Majesty.”