Tiffany Mynx's take on Lewis Carroll hasn't aged well since its release 27 years ago. Made for Rob Black's Extreme Associates label, it's stuck with the grossout excesses of that branch of Adult Cinema, and suffers from surprisingly poor production and technique. As always with this level of porn, fans seem to care only about the sex -that is, "is Tiff hot?" and "is the sex extreme?".
But for me, there's little here to admire. Show gets off to rocky start, wasting the first 12 minutes on a Rob Black bbq party, apparently at Van Damage's house. Rob holds center stage, delivering a truly boring vulgar speech about nothing while folks eat and soon smoke joints. Tiff goes from pot to pills, in a too-obvious setup to fall asleep and have a psychedelic dream vaguely related to a dirty CliffsNotes of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.
A dwarf actor plays the White Rabbit, and cheapo production has nudeTiff chase him through corridors of Van's home. First two scenes have nothing to do with Lewis Carroll, being just sex filler. Jake Steed f*cks redhead Chandler while TIff watches, and then joins in. Next she has sort of an out of body experience, watching Mike Adriano as a hospital lab technician serviced by hot nurse Alexandra Nice while another version of Tiff lies there nude. The real Tiff drinks Mike's cum to end the scene in a way producer Rob Black would dig.
THe familiar scenes from "Alice" are merely excuses for kinky sex. Tom Byron overacts as the caterpillar with lovely Jessica Darlin and Stryc-9 as flower children versions of Tweedledum and Tweedledee -providing group anal sex with Tiff. Psychedelics including magic mushrooms are emphasized.
Two Mad Hatters (Adriano and Van Damage) get foot jobs from Stryc-9 and an obscure actress named Iroc who mainly worked for Rob around this time.
The finale is underwhelming, with guest star Nina Hartley as the Red Queen and Tiff getting serviced by her and then double penetrated by Mike and Van in order to get crowned Asswoman, whatever that is supposed to represent. An ending of her waking up back at the bbq amounts to nothing.
With anal sex the one constant throughout, and Tiff's nudity appealing to her fans, it's hardly worth suffering through gonzo sludge to see stupid riffs on the Lewis Carroll classic.
