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Some things go without saying. But, this is a movie review so something ought to be said, because not saying said things specifically when said things should be said would be sad.
Now that we understand each other, it's time to get to the business at hand: "Rocco's Animal Trainer 30."
At first glance, there isn't much more that one can reveal about Rocco Siffredi or his unabashedly brusque series that fans or detractors don't already know. His reputation as a disarmingly brutish, sex-crazed swain is so prevalent that finding anything truly brow-raising or entirely surprising about the way he sweet talks and charms his way into the pants of exotic women from around the globe would be like discovering Jared from Subway actually honed his acting chops at Julliard. What is surprising is how many of his conquests are so easily coerced into committing the randiest acts of sex and anal violence imaginable on film. Sure, the global economy is bad, but it seems that if it came down to a choice between a steady job at Piggly Wiggly or walking around with a permanent cue ball-sized anal cleft for a one-time payday, most of us would say, "Clean up in aisle four." The ironic thing is that after the lights were turned out and the cash drawers were counted down and the pickle jar fragments were swept up, most of us would then go home, kick back and watch on video how the other, cue ball-sized, anal-gaped half lives. Granted, it's probably not really half; it's more like 1/12,538. Regardless, Rocco has ensconced himself in a niche that grows his legend by the day and has made his Animal Trainer series one of the all-time greats in terms of its nastiness.
What sets Rocco and his cohorts apart is the fact that you just never know what is coming…in a manner of speaking. Everybody is going to cum for certain, but how they get there is a total mystery. It seems that the fantasy scenarios are generally planned out and perhaps, like many professional football teams, the first few plays are scripted. But, as the scene develops, the participants simply get swept away in the moment and lose themselves in time and space. It's a totally reptilian approach to fucking, but one that, if you too are willing to suspend your higher brain functions while watching, is immensely rewarding.
The problem is how to suspend your rational thought. See, Siffredi films, as noted earlier, contain ample amounts of violence. Pugilistic behavior is peppered liberally throughout, including varying degrees of choking, slapping, gagging and even limited amounts of asphyxiation. It is not for gentlemen or for more chivalrous individuals. If the idea of large-scale misogyny is not your thing, this series will either be a complete turn-off or an introduction to a new way of indulging some latent fantasies that may be lurking under the surface despite the noble exterior.
The scene that completely exemplifies Siffredi in his prime, in Volume 30, is his effort with Dana DeArmond. She is a pretty big star in her own right and is quite a change of pace from the seldom-seen women that tend to populate his work. The chemistry in this one is great. She is a bank employee who finds that the corporate lifestyle she leads is suffocating her sexual needs. In an ironic twist, she seeks out a literal choke artist to cure her of her bugaboo. She offers herself up to be Rocco's slave, but only on the condition that she won't be recognized by anyone. No problem. She does up her hair, dons eyeglasses and, just to be sure, Rocco adds a little palm blush to her cheeks, slapping her across the chops. As he does so, he probes her brain with questions trying to find out exactly how far she is willing to go. Meanwhile, he teases her with his cock and periodically jams her face and throat down onto his prick while being interrogated. She smiles and answers the queries, unaware that her initiation has already begun. Dana does a nice job of playing the naïve newbie in this one, willing to let her inner whore out for Rocco, and Rocco is at his best, behaving kind of like Heath Ledger's portrayal of The Joker in that he puts you on edge wondering what his next move is going to be. He may be gentle or he may do something completely rash and impulsive, but it makes the scene work. His fleshy throat muzzle leaves her breathless and gasping for air, but he is just getting started. He passes her off to Mark Davis and Marco Duato, who continue the abuse. At this point, Dana is wearing sort of a cleaved up French maid outfit. Here you'll watch her stuff two cocks into her mouth simultaneously and alternately. There is plenty of ass fucking, but what makes one of the anal shots interesting is how dude steadies himself by putting his foot onto her face like he was a pilgrim stepping off the boat onto Plymouth Rock. There's no rock, but plenty of mouth plying when she takes an ATM shortly thereafter. As he fucks her throat she cums in the process. Marco dribbles his sticky load onto her face and glasses, followed by Mark who does the same on the other lens, at which point Dana purges the ooze with her tongue.
There are four other scenes, including one with Gloria and C.J. Gloria is hunting down C.J. for some transgression that is unclear. Her weapon of choice is a thick black dildo. Omar Galanti steps in to mitigate the proceedings and begins by shoving C.J.'s face into Gloria's inviting ass. But, he holds her head in place like Gloria's ass were a toilet bowl and C.J. was a mob turncoat being coaxed into spilling his guts. There is plenty of tit slapping, face swatting and saliva golf, as the two of them chip spit into her mouth from slightly off the green. Omar crams two fingers down her throat like he's going to rip out her tonsils with his hands. He then sits on Gloria's face, forcing her to licks the base of his balls and his asshole while C.J. sucks his cock. Next, he shoves two fingers into her pussy and violently drives them into her at a high rate of speed like a turbo-charged paint mixer. In short order, his greased up gourd is balls-deep in her ass and C.J. takes an ATM while Gloria's huge gape pulsates. All the while the girls are wailing, perhaps as much from pleasure as they are from pain, but he shows little mercy. He finishes doggie style on C.J. as he eats out Gloria's ass from behind. Ribbons of cum burst from his cock onto C.J.'s face, and Gloria licks it off her cheeks and chin.
In other scenes, Aliz and Angela Devil take on Omar the dildo salesman and Rocco. Smoking fetishists will love the shot of Aliz lighting up and taking a drag of her cigarette before taking a drag of Omar's cock while Rocco fucks her ass. Cute blonde Angela is mostly the aide-de-camp for these fuck generals, but the cute blonde does take Omar's massive cock into her ass, sucking off Rocco at the same time. Aliz also gets DPed, riding Rocco while Omar pokes her ass. Omar shoots across her face, up her nose and causes a glancing blow into her eye.
You'll also witness Massua and Jessica Moore. Massua, the sexy blonde cutie from Budapest has a great ass. The boys call her a "black white girl" thanks to her taut, yet ample booty. She looks innocent, but she has a dragon on her back and a fire in her belly for fucking. She gets her ass drilled from the side as she licks Jessica's soaked twat. She also licks Jessica's ass and takes a huge load into her mouth, which she shares with Jessica when they engage in a long, slow kiss at the end.
Finally, you'll see Loona Lux as a horny housewife who can't get enough sex. Luckily, her hubby, played by Mark Davis, brings home the bacon and some rogue sausage to satisfy her. Of note here is Mike Angelo's cumshot at the end. It's like four or five fire hose blasts up her belly and into her face. It is a must see.
If you love an anything-goes kind of fucking, this series is exactly what you're looking for. The only drawback here is that Rocco seems to have scaled back the number of women appearing in his latest volume. But each one gets worked over to the hilt, making it a bearable trade off. There appear to be no signs that this series is slowing down and this reviewer sees no reason why it should. How long it will ultimately last is up to Rocco and whether or not young girls in the future will continue to subject themselves to his harsh brand of anal demolition. Good money says they will, but some things go without saying.