Maverick auteur Paul Black and his stunning muse Emily J push the boundaries of erotic movies in this chapter of the surreal <em>Scarecrow</em> series. Following explicit animated opening credits, the scene is a ramshackle farm building. A sinister baby doll hangs upside-down by its one remaining leg, spinning at the end of a rope, and rainwater runs through the leaky roof to collect in an old bathtub. The water is green and fallen leaves and apples float on the surface – and, suddenly, a hand emerges from within it to grasp a rusting chain and collar on the side of the tub. A covering of decaying green leaves makes the fingers appear almost zombie-like. Music plays via an old telephone and a weird cuckoo clock strikes. Meanwhile, the occupant of the bath slowly sits up, shivering and shaking. It’s Emily J, barely recognizable in tattered rags, her long hair covering her face and her beautiful body streaked with mud and grime. Her trademark bracelets look like manacles around her forearms. She rises up to exit the bath, only to fall to the dirt floor, but desire drives her to crawl across it towards the scarecrow of the title. He’s fashioned from a mannequin and she drags herself up to straddle him. As a love song plays, Emily embraces the scarecrow tenderly, stroking his face which is covered in dirty bandages, with only his lips left exposed. Next, she drags him onto the floor then fills a large, old-fashioned syringe with milk from a pail, takes the barrel into her mouth like she’s sucking cock and squirts out the creamy fluid. Much of it dribbles down her chin and the front of her body – including her hairy pussy, exposed by her tattered pantyhose as she parts her thighs. Cackling, she sprays another load into the air – it hits a lightbulb, which explodes, plunging her into darkness. Then she squirts yet more milk into her pussy, pumping the plunger. With the handle of the syringe clenched between her teeth, she splays her pussy lips with her fingers and squirts it back out again. She sucks on her fingers, drooling over them, grabs a large cob of corn, peels back the husk and rolls a condom on it. She slides this deep inside of her pussy, drools on her fingers to lube her clit, and pounds herself with it in hard strokes, stretching her snatch open. Her face is now a picture of lust-crazed ecstasy. The scarecrow lies at her feet and she strokes his face with her toes. Moaning, drooling and laughing, she frigs herself to orgasm, with the corn cob sunk deep inside of her – as she cums, she’s virtually sobbing with relief. Slowly, she withdraws the huge, bumpy shaft of the corn, removes the condom then slowly and sensually eats some of the sweet kernels, before tossing the rest in the bathtub to float before the picture fades. Keep watching after the end credits to see rehearsal outtakes.