Never did I expect to watch (let alone review) a gay pornographic slasher film featuring an entire ensemble of real adult film stars. But here we are! So, let’s get into it, shall we?

Inside a stunning mansion secluded in the Welsh countryside, resides an attractive group of young people who have rented this peaceful property to shoot online film footage. What for, you may ask? To create content for OnlyFans, of course! Not exactly the fairytale you’d expect when viewing such a lovely landscape of isolation and tranquility, huh? Well, sit tight because it only gets more shocking.

These obvious sex workers saunter around the elegance of this estate in full frontal nudity surrounded by an endless supply of butt plugs, dildos and other various sex toys as if it were an everyday occurrence. And after witnessing the first taping, yes…I believe these performers are quite comfortable in their rented castle.  

We are quickly thrown into a world of graphic gay sex (although one female caps off the team as a pseudo manager/actress) with absolutely no holds bar, and no limits to the expressive sex they are willing to provide. Gabriel, Bishop and Kayden alongside Kali, complain openly about their castmate Leander who doesn’t seem to be fitting in with the gang. Although they have jaunty and lighthearted remarks about each other’s dicks and such, they professionally set up the scene for Leander to be sous vided in bright blue latex with only an opening over his mouth. Like you would see on a sex doll. He is suctioned to skintight material, unable to move which of course is when tragedy strikes. And in the most bizarre way imaginable.  

Shocked and panicked by this horrific accident, the group must clean up and cover up all traces of what has just happened while continuing their routine in complete normalcy. However, they are now in a position (yes, pun intended) to replace Leander with another male actor…enter Clark.

Clark is a meek, slender “nerdy” young man who does not come across as “I fuck on camera” for a living. Alas, he left me more speechless than the others when he casually and comfortably tapes himself doing rope play, anal insertions, paddling and eventually full-on blow jobs with happy endings. During his onscreen scenes, he dons a particularly creepy blow-up doll mask with an enlarged mouth gape for oral sex acts. As Clark begins to blend in with the team, he soon becomes suspicious of Leander’s disappearance when unclaimed undies are found in a room, and his thoughts retreat back to a loving and passionate private moment with this secretive lover.

Clark’s motive for joining this household of fellow porn players is proven to be out of love and concern for his partner, Leander. And like any potentially ghosted girlfriend/boyfriend, he begins to sleuth around the house for clues as to where Leander may have gone.

Blowie turns from a graphically explicit storyline to an out-and-out revenge flick, as a product of betrayal, vengeance and payback through a newly developed character – the crude disguise which Clark had introduced earlier.

Obviously, Clark is the new killer on the block, right? The quiet, shy and closeted stalker of the missing performer must be the reason for an intense bloodbath which ensues.

Or…is he? Blowie is not completely without artistic appeal. If you can get past the on-going ass-play, give it a go. And by that, I mean a watch. Do with the graphicness as you will, and keep it private, please.