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By
Giacomo Tramontagna
West Hollywood Hope
Rating: 3 Stars
Studio 2000. Produced by Scott Masters.
Directed by John Travis. Written by
Patrick Vogel. Videography by Ross
Cannon. Edited by Kevin Glover. Music by
Rock Hard. Starring Mark Slade, Clay
Maverick, Gregg Arlen, Jeff White, Ricky
Starr, Tommy Cruise, Kristian Brooks,
Dean Spencer, Jon Davis, and Jason
Nikas.
How to order
Jason Nikas, as insurance investigator Leon C. Pettibone, delves into the inner workings of West Hollywood Hope, a hospital that "conducts an astounding number
of prostate exams, some five times the national average." Patients just keep coming back for more, with Pettibone's company footing the bill for much of the
coverage. Firmly defending his policies, hospital chief Dr. Herbert Schwanz (Clay Maverick) tells Pettibone tales of medical uplift. "I've never seen a staff on every level
as committed to inspiring health in our patients as mine," the doctor says patiently.
At WHH, doctors and interns stop at nothing to diagnose their patients' ills and further their well-being. When Joey Hart returns for his third prostate exam,
intern Dean Spencer treats him with kindness, respect and concern, carefully exploring Hart's anus with his fingers and a lucite probing device, discovering
"episodic constriction" resulting in "severe anal tension," and valiantly giving relief with his keenly professional dick. Jeff White, his head and forearm swathed in
bloody bandages after a near-fatal car accident, is bathed and caressed by caring physician Gregg Arlen. "Let me take care of you," coos Dr. Arlen, swallowing White's
cock. We're also shown how hospital staffers look out for one another, with Mark Slade helping to soothe fellow intern Kristian Brooks's muscular aches by fucking him
even as he dozes.
The sex scenes are, unfortunately, full of
longueurs. The second and third episodes seem pitched to necrophiliacs, with Jeff White flat on his back,
practically moribund, and Kristian Brooks lying on his side in one position, asleep. The finale, in which a "code pink" alert summons four doctors to a conference room for
a "group examination," promises something more potent that never quite happens. But director Jon Travis
(Powertool) does at least display a sense of humor here.
And Jason Nikas, who makes the most of his non-sexual role, is one of the few performers in the porn world (or anywhere) who can get away with lines like, "Do you
really mean to justify these exorbitant anal examination costs by stressing the rapport between community and staff?"
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