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Looking for some hardcore anal gonzo porn? The production company, EvilAngel.com is one of the oldest names in the game. Started in 1989 by John Stagliano, Evil Angel was able to easily rise to prominence in an era when porn suddenly became significantly cheaper to make. In the late seventies, pornos were still being shot on 35-millimeter film and a single production could cost up to $350,000 to make.
With the rise of VHS technology, though, in the 1980s, porn producers could suddenly produce high-quality content for around $4,000. Stagliano and Stagliano, however, produced his film, Bouncing Buns independently in 1983 for $8,000. And, from that moment on, he has not stopped putting out top-tier films and innovating the genre.
Stagliano started Evil Angel in 1989 to help him sell his own films. The name, Evil Angel, apparently, was inspired by Stagliano’s days as a male stripper. Of the name he says:
There was another guy in one of my shows named John. So, this MC started calling me Evil John to differentiate us. This was when I was doing Dracula and chains. At the same time, I had a girlfriend who called herself Angel when she did strip shows. She was a very nasty girl and I suggested that she call herself Evil Angel. She didn't, but I loved the name and wound up using it for my company.
Evil Angel, it turns out, is also a very appropriate name, given the ‘nastiness’ level of the content they went on to produce, and still produce to this day (but more on that later).
Respect the Originators
It is hard to overestimate the amount of influence that Stagliano and Evil Angel had on the porn we watch today. Stagliano is credited with conceiving the idea for POV porn in 1989. Let that sink in—that is fucking huge. Evil Angel is also often cited as the first studio to pioneer the genre of gonzo porn, which was a complete accident.
Mostly due to a lack of funds, much of Evil Angel’s early work had some shaky camerawork, no connective narrative between scenes, and a raw, low-budget aesthetic. This early work, however, influenced a genre of porn that is a giant in the industry today, something filmmakers actually go out of their way to emulate.
In 1997 the US News and World Report named Evil Angel the single most profitable porn production studio. In 2007 the studio was nominated for 127 Adult Video News (AVN) awards, spread over 60 different categories (this was the fourth consecutive year the studio had received over 100 nominations, mind you).
Evil Angel continues to push the envelope and innovate the art form. One of the few big-name studios that produces transsexual content, in 2015 Evil Angel reported that such videos were their most profitable category, by a long shot, earning, on average, around 15-20% more money per movie than any other type of film they offered. It truly is hard to put a finger on just how influential and successful Evil Angel has been over the last 30 years or so. No other studio even comes close to comparing.
From VHS to HTTPS
All of this, of course, begs the question: how have they handled the transition into web-only content? Well, let’s take a look at their members' area and find out. Upon landing on the home page, the design and layout look pretty standard—black background, red text, lots of big thumbnails, a big announcement banner at the top of the page (which is, thankfully, not advertising anything other than Evil Angel films).
One thing on the home page that already makes Evil Angel stand out from other paid membership sites that I’ve been on is that on the left-hand side of the page you will find a directory, not of porn stars or featured actresses like you might expect, but of featured directors. Toggle between a list of the most popular Evil Angel directors or an alphabetical list. This should tell you a fuck load about Evil Angel as a studio and what they value—they truly do approach their videos as more than just recordings of hot chicks getting fucked; they look at their productions as films, through and through.
Hard Fucking Core
Just looking at a few of the screenshots used for the thumbnails makes it easy to see that nasty, raw, hardcore aesthetic I mentioned earlier. Many of the models are tatted up and alternative looking, the scenes are set in places like city busses, back alleys, and in warehouses with graffitied-up walls. Almost every video boasts hardcore ass fucking, gaping, gagging, or double-penetration. This is some hardcore shit, for sure, definitely not for the sensitive little pricks out there.
This is some of the roughest mainstream stuff I’ve ever seen. Evil Angel is not fucking around. Not one bit. Hardcore anal seems to be a favorite of these directors, so if you’re an anal fan, you are in luck. They also have some of the wildest orgy videos I’ve ever seen—squirting and gaping and choking and screaming and gagging and ass fucking every which way the video camera aims. This is the kind of shit you grit your teeth to while you fap, let some of your aggression out.
Another thing to note about Evil Angel’s online content: they do not separate their transsexual content from their guy on girl and girl on girl videos. So, if that’s not your thing, oh well, deal with it. And if that is your thing, then rejoice, you won’t have to do any digging to find it like you likely would on other sites.
Easy to Use
The website is organized really well, which is always a plus (and to be expected from the O.G. experts of pornography). At the top of the page, you have a menu bar that lets you browse the site (pictures, classics, extras, Voracious (a featured vampire series), blog, and about). This is super convenient, especially if you want to take a foray into the roots of the porn you watch today—just click “classics.” Then, in the menu bar, you also have videos, movies, porn stars, and a free scene from a partner paysite. My only gripe with the site design is that it’s a little busy for my liking—I tend to prefer something a little more minimalistic, and Evil Angel has used up every page, top to bottom, with no blank space. But, hey, that could very well just be me.
Shortcummings
As one of the most profitable porn studios of all time, I would have expected to not find a single ad on the site. And, for a while, I thought I hadn’t. Until I scrolled down to the very bottom of the page and found three. I know what you’re thinking, it’s just three ads, right? Will this guy ever calm the fuck down with his tirades against advertisements? Well, no, I will not, fuck you very much. I know it’s just three ads, not the biggest deal in the world. But, as I said, Evil Angel is one of the most profitable porn studios of all time. The expectation there is zero! Oh well, it’s nothing to kill your boner over. I guess.
One disappointing aspect of Evil Angel’s content is that they have not yet jumped on board with virtual reality content. This is surprising to me, too, given that they are always at the forefront of porn’s innovation and VR porn really lends itself perfectly to the gonzo, POV-style that they pioneered so many years ago. If I could talk to John Stagliano, that would be my one and only complaint. I would love to see Evil Angel embrace some of the more interactive capabilities available to us in 2018.
Grit Your Teeth and Cum
All in all, though, Evil Angel did not disappoint one bit. They have certainly lived up to the high standard that they have set for themselves, which is not always an easy task. With a subscription to Evil Angel you will have 30 years-worth of superb content, the sexiest girls on the web, an historically valuable archive of classic films (it’s important to know your roots!), and a super easy to use website on which to browse through all of it.
As I said before, I could have done without the ads (even if relatively few), and I think it is a hugged missed opportunity for Evil Angel to have no virtual reality content, but these are, I think, relatively minor complaints among so much to applaud about the site. If you are into anal gaping and bitches deep throating giant cocks to the point of tears, Evil Angel will be just what you’re looking for.
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This is the current endcap for the St. Clair series. It certainly won’t be the last one, but it is the last one I actually have planned. The readers of the St. Clair series have been very supportive and very, very patient. The first story in this series was originally intended to go in Romance, but since the two leads in the couple happen to be female, it ended up dropped into Lesbian; I learned to keep the series together in the same category the hard way. There is no graphic sex in this...
Well, I tried to be good. Really I did. I wanted to spare my sister the embarrassment of having her brother subject her to more of his aberrant lifestyle, but I just couldn't help myself. I mean, put any self-respecting teenager who's been doing without for the last half dozen years in bed with two beautiful women and just see what happens. I dare you. What happens is, he thinks he's being clever, and while the sister tries to sleep on the nearby couch he slides under the covers, after an...
Evil Magic World 5 - The Competition Today was the Big Day. It was the anniversary of the dawn of the Evil Magicians on the world, and the defeat of the Goods. At this occasion, a great competition was organized. In each town under the influence of a Master or a Mistress, common citizens could compete for access to Nobility. There were a few places available, and the common citizens were always numerous, despite the risks of failing. Compete for nobility meant a citizen to...
Hi everybody, after getting story of the week I've noticed a huge influx of viewers which is amazing :) Please, if you like anything in my story specifically like a kink or just a certain sex scene, please like it! This tells me what people are into, what I should write more of (and what I should write less of). I'm constantly changing and updating previous chapters and taking viewer's preferences into consideration - if you leave a comment or PM me, be certain that I'll take your...
FantasyHere’s a story about an evil sister, a naive bimbo, and the heroic sister and brother-in-law who made everything all right. First the Evil sister. Not really evil in the curse sense, just the ineffectual type who’s idea of success is to divide a crowd, get the two sides fighting, and then jumping on to the side she thinks will win. Any encounter with her would involve not letting her drive a wedge between you and any friend who might be there. My other sister was just the opposite, doing any...
SwingerHow do you explain what happened. We had the perfect relationship, love and trust friendship, no sex but we didn't need it what we had was better than sex. I can explain what happened it was my fault. I did it I admit there?s nothing I can blame it on. I loved that girl more than I loved myself and I fucked it up. It all started after graduation, the ceremony was over we both had family waiting for us the usual grad night requirements, dinner with the family, stories about our child hoods from...
LesbianLife is going smoothly for Benni, he’s sorted out his double-dipping problem and is happy that Bess seems to adore him. That’s a big improvement on her mother whose interest seemed confined to his tongue, fingers and penis, though that doesn’t necessarily indicate that daughters are more sophisticated than their mothers. Here we learn more about Benni – his childhood and more about the reason for him being booted out of college, narrowly missing jail. It just seems to drag on… TEN Bess...