Link V: The Evolution

a review by Onan the Vulgarian
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	Cast: Blake Nolan, Blake Riley, Bo Matthews, Bobby Williams, Brendan Davies, Chad Hunt, Cole Ryan, Cole Ryder, Dean Tucker, Derrick Hanson, Eddie Diaz, Joe Strong, Johnny Hazzard, Josh Weston, Ken Browning, Ken Mack, Kevin Miles, Lex Sabre, Manuel Torres, Matt Majors, Nick Marino, Nick Moretti, Park Wiley, Robert Thorn, Scott Spears, Scott Tanner, Steve Carlisle, Steve Cruz, Tim Towers, Tommy Blade, Tyler Riggz, Tyler Saint. Directed by Chi Chi LaRue for All Worlds Video.
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Chi Chi LaRue's Link series began in 1998, spawned a sequel and captured the imaginations of hordes of porn fans. Every time the series concluded, a way was found to revive it. With Link V: The Evolution, the series celebrates a decade of pornmaking and six titles, if you include Link's honorary sibling, BOLT.
    Many directors acquire a signature style over time, and that is true for porn directors as well as mainstream cinema directors. One of the key elements of Chi Chi's "signature" is the masterful use of cavernous interiors. LaRue can tame the magnitude of a huge space, fully communicating its vastness and harnessing its utility, yet not letting the actors be dwarfed by it.
    When Link V opens, a dirty black and white TV set with a cracked picture tube is playing grainy porn next to a toilet. There's a gurgle, and a hand shoots up from the bowl, followed by an edit, after which we see the entire dripping figure (a non-sexual cameo by The Hole's Adam Killian). The credits run, then we see Killian again, backlighted so that he is no more than a gasping, dripping silhouette.
    This immediately segues into the first scene, in which Bo Matthews, naked and covered with muck, is cowering on the floor of an endless concrete and steel corridor. Tyler Saint and Nick Moretti come around the corner with a bucket and a hose, wearing Levi's and leather harnesses. They wash Matthews clean and douche him with the hose. A lot of sucking, rimming and pissing follow, and Matthews gets roughly fucked by Moretti and Saint.
    Killian's shadow re-emerges, wandering the empty corridors, leaving a phosphorescent trail of whatever he brought up from the sewer with him.
    In another cavernous space, Kevin Wiles, Blake Riley and Scott Tanner, all wearing suits, are sipping from snifters of brandy. The space is so large, they are barely within view of each other. Several musty chandeliers provide illumination, but they're carelessly suspended — two hang nearly to floor and a third is actually on the floor, tipped on its side with the bulbs still burning. Some kind of sexual gravity pulls the men together, and the suits come off to reveal jock straps and harnesses underneath. Riley lets go of the pretty boy image of his earlier videos to get nasty. Kevin Wiles sucks himself and fucks Blake after riding cowboy on Tanner's cock.
    Killian's wandering brings us to an enormous meat locker, where the shrink-wrapped carcasses of Josh Weston and Steve Carlisle hang suspended from the ceiling on meat hooks. Manuel Torres, carrying a cleaver and wearing a floor-length rubber apron, opens the door and tears the wrappings off. Steve and Josh look good enough to eat, which is exactly what Torres proposes to do. What initially appears to be Carlisle pissing is actually streams of precum running from his cock while Torres tongues his ass and sucks his balls. Weston gets a similar treatment, then he and Carlisle are released and Torres fucks Carlisle. There's this tremendous tenderness between Carlisle and Weston, who hugs and embraces Carlisle while he's getting fucked, then fucks him, too. Torres fists them, one at a time, fucks them with monster dildos, then rams his fist alternately into Carlisle's hole and Weston's mouth.
    A few flashes of electronic interference effect the transition to the next scene, which is a seven-person leather orgy with Nick Moreno, Bobby Williams, Chad Hunt, Tim Towers, Ken Mack, Dean Tucker and Eddie Diaz. Some of the models have more to do, or attract more attention from the camera than others but Hunt is the focal point, whether because nearly everyone wants to suck his cock or because he wants to eats everyone's ass. Speaking of ass, Mack can't get enough of Eddie's. Eventually Towers, Williams, Diaz and Tucker will bottom, although Diaz disappears temporarily, returning for the cum shots.
    A cloud of green gas appears, and when it clears we see Lex Sabre lying on a concrete floor, jerking off, surrounded by leather boots. There's an open can of boot polish on his belly and he is covered in boot prints. The camera traverses the length of Sabre's body as he strokes and chews on one of the boots, spitting on it then cumming on it. A hand reaches out and grabs him.
    Switching to disc #2, we learn that the hand belongs to cop Ken Browning, who tells Sabre, "I'm gonna use you," which means he wants Sabre's long, thick meat in his throat and in his ass. When not getting fucked by Sabre, Browning fucks himself with his own nightstick, and when Sabre cums on him, he says, "you fuckin' disgust me" as he wipes off the jism and flings it across the room.
    Toilet man makes another appearance and we move on to a room where Park Wiley, nude, is spread-eagled on a turntable. Tommy Blade is ensconced like a king on his throne at one end of the room, while Derrick Hanson, Scott Spears, Robert Thorn and Cole Ryder stand like leather-clad sentinels, shining flashlights back and forth. Tommy gets first dibs at Park; they devour each other's cocks and asses like starved animals while the guards pair off for their own sexual amusement. In an unexpected turn, Wiley fucks Blade.
    Killian then finds his way to a boiler room where Tyler Riggz and Blake Nolan use their long-necked bottles of beer to shower, douche and fuck Cole Ryan. In an acrobatic maneuver that would probably require a visit to the chiropractor or physical therapist for most people, Ryan does a backbend and Nolan fucks his face while Riggz fucks his ass.
    Toilet man's final appearances bracket the last scene, in a shot taken almost verbatim from The Thing (original version). Steve Cruz, wearing a leather collar and boots, is crawling across the room, in front of a slowly spinning eight-foot industrial fan. He stops at a fire hydrant, lift his legs, and pisses. Joe Strong and Matt Majors enter and feed him cock; then Brendan Davies and Johnny Hazzard join them for an orgy that's nearly an hour long and involves more pissing, piss drinking and piss douching, with a versatile turn by Hazzard.
    Link V: The Evolution is sexually and conceptually brilliant, with compelling carnal images, evocative lighting, brooding music and superior videography. It is Chi Chi's Labyrinth.
    Disc 1 (3 hrs. 40 min.) contains the first five scenes and PopShot-on-Demand; disc 2 (3 hrs. 4 min.) contains the next four scenes and PopShot-on-Demand; disc 3 contains previews, a safe sex PSA and "Chad Hunt's Diary" (2 hrs. 41 min.), a video documentary of the filming.

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