The Edge

This tall Latino brunette is for me the ultimate dominatrix as she is really hot in her videos for Kink productions. With a whip or a strap-on, she could try me as her other captive males, as long as the session stays in control: I like sex and it's different from pain.

Here this Ninn's video tries to exploit this side of her personality as she is indeed, wicked, on the edge. The haunting, bizarre sets reminds me a bit of "X-files" but it's the only good thing here. Again, it's a silent porn movie that ends up as a lame collection of mute, moaning segments. The editing is totally disastrous as frames are repeated over and over and as the pace is definitely slow, you can imagine the headache you got! Even Shy seems disconnected, faraway: she has lost her lust and energy as she is not put in charge bur rather being submissive...

So focus only on the opening credits as it's a dynamic and short teaser for this entire failed movie!

Michael Ninn's "The Edge" is a loser. Styled as a showcase for Shy Love, it's a mess utilizing his then-popular style of shredded editing, and frequent repetition of the same image as if to implant it on the viewer's brain much in the way a screen image can burn its way onto a computer screen if not properly screen-saver treated temporally.

There's a pompous voice-over narration mumbling some pseudo-philosophical gibberish about self-realization in a sexual sense, and five disconnected sex vignettes featuring either Shy or some other attractive femmes humping big- dicked male talent. With noisy music applied, it's hard to finish, and I was glad when it arbitrarily ended with a d.p. no less (BTS short subject makes us aware this was a milestone sex act for Shy, as if anyone except her parents cares).

Shy's buck teeth, so prominent that she seemingly cannot close her mouth all the way even in the simplest of non-sex scenes, leave the most lasting impression. She is beautiful...but those teeth spoil the overall effect she's presenting to her public.

Ninn's recent Marc Dorcel narrative films have been terrible but do mark a step up from this artsy crap he cranked out in willy-nilly fashion over a decade. Shy was also quite overexposed, appearing in about 100 features in 2004 alone. The lousiness of "The Edge" is summed up succinctly by Evan Stone in the BTS, where he breaks up the cast and crew with his spontaneous antics mocking the posing and seriousness of it all.