The ending (reconciliation) is telegraphed almost at the beginning of Paul Norman's crummy Vivid release from over two decades back, in which faker-than-fake contract girl Nikki Tyler bickers with hubby Joey Silvera for an hour before telling the tardy lawyer they're not ready to sign the divorce papers after all. I wished he'd showed up on time and this could have had a more appropriate 5-minute running time.
Norman, whose work has tended more toward the gonzo end of the Adult spectrum, contributes a very talky and tiresome script that tests the stars' abilities, but even without words their bickering seems oddly out of some BBC "Play of the Month" than a credible porn premise. Abundance of blondes in the cast is also wearying, though it's always entertaining to see Jill Kelly, in pre-boob job form, in XXX action. Here she's cast as Nikki's best friend, who turns out to be a baddie trying to undermine our star's marriage.
Some scenes are played bareback and others have the studs like guest star Peter North (in a nothing role as an artist's model) wearing ridiculously ugly opaque condoms. SLOPPINESS alert: North is billed as "Al Brown" during the opening credits but gets his usual name listed at the end instead.
I suppose that unless one was a card-carrying member of the Nikki Tyler fan club in the '90s (count me out) there would be no conceivable reason for sitting through this. I'm currently surveying the history of both Vivid Video and its chief competitor Wicked Pictures, so that's my excuse for the torture.
Norman, whose work has tended more toward the gonzo end of the Adult spectrum, contributes a very talky and tiresome script that tests the stars' abilities, but even without words their bickering seems oddly out of some BBC "Play of the Month" than a credible porn premise. Abundance of blondes in the cast is also wearying, though it's always entertaining to see Jill Kelly, in pre-boob job form, in XXX action. Here she's cast as Nikki's best friend, who turns out to be a baddie trying to undermine our star's marriage.
Some scenes are played bareback and others have the studs like guest star Peter North (in a nothing role as an artist's model) wearing ridiculously ugly opaque condoms. SLOPPINESS alert: North is billed as "Al Brown" during the opening credits but gets his usual name listed at the end instead.
I suppose that unless one was a card-carrying member of the Nikki Tyler fan club in the '90s (count me out) there would be no conceivable reason for sitting through this. I'm currently surveying the history of both Vivid Video and its chief competitor Wicked Pictures, so that's my excuse for the torture.