This is a VHS porn feature that epitomizes filmmakers (in this case women are credited as directors) who blatantly disrepect their audience. I found it beneath my contempt.
It opens with a couple of gals (recognizable if not stellar talent Heather Lere and Carol Cummings) shooting pool who try to play respectable shots but aren't using a cue ball (why?). They're supposedly in a bar but it's a lousy looking studio set -shades of things to come.
Heather plays grab-ass, and soon we have lesbian sex on a pool table. A really nothing scene with improvised dialogue.
Cars driving around town footage is used to briefly separate the show's five vignettes. Next up there are 3 girls on a bed chatting like teens, and one starts to talk about her girlfriend making love to a guy. I expected this to be the usual set-up to a loop as a flashback, but instead the girls have a lesbian threesome with dildos and a noisy vibrator.
Cars drive around and then we have a studio set purporting to be a living room, with one of the previous girls (Natasha Skyler) answering the door, and it's Frank James, who's having car trouble. They sit on the couch and immediately start humping, no bother with set-up or seduction. This awful video has been reduced to the level of an old stag movie.
More cars drive around and Natasha alone has to answer her door again. This time it's a Black girl (Purple Passion), all in tears, complaining of boyfriend trouble. Natasha comforts her with some lesbian sex.
Final cars driving around leads to PP on the bed in a hotel room, having fled from her boyfriend. Room service knocks on the door and a guy (Hans Mueller) walks in carrying a pitcher of water, supposedly delivering room service and after a few seconds of pointless improvising PP humps him. Unlucky for her, the cheapskates who made this cast a Gay Porn stud (Mueller) in the role -no fun at all.
I hate so-called "High Concept" movies, but this one has no concept, far worse.
It opens with a couple of gals (recognizable if not stellar talent Heather Lere and Carol Cummings) shooting pool who try to play respectable shots but aren't using a cue ball (why?). They're supposedly in a bar but it's a lousy looking studio set -shades of things to come.
Heather plays grab-ass, and soon we have lesbian sex on a pool table. A really nothing scene with improvised dialogue.
Cars driving around town footage is used to briefly separate the show's five vignettes. Next up there are 3 girls on a bed chatting like teens, and one starts to talk about her girlfriend making love to a guy. I expected this to be the usual set-up to a loop as a flashback, but instead the girls have a lesbian threesome with dildos and a noisy vibrator.
Cars drive around and then we have a studio set purporting to be a living room, with one of the previous girls (Natasha Skyler) answering the door, and it's Frank James, who's having car trouble. They sit on the couch and immediately start humping, no bother with set-up or seduction. This awful video has been reduced to the level of an old stag movie.
More cars drive around and Natasha alone has to answer her door again. This time it's a Black girl (Purple Passion), all in tears, complaining of boyfriend trouble. Natasha comforts her with some lesbian sex.
Final cars driving around leads to PP on the bed in a hotel room, having fled from her boyfriend. Room service knocks on the door and a guy (Hans Mueller) walks in carrying a pitcher of water, supposedly delivering room service and after a few seconds of pointless improvising PP humps him. Unlucky for her, the cheapskates who made this cast a Gay Porn stud (Mueller) in the role -no fun at all.
I hate so-called "High Concept" movies, but this one has no concept, far worse.