Cash Markman, porn's prolific but untalented screenwriter, sabotages this little movie that dares the viewer to stick with his dumb story. Intentionally silly dialog is part of his usual mockery of porn having a story line, insulting the viewer.
Set-up has Tom Byron as stock villain, callous real estate developer out to buy land to build an annex to an overcrowded prison 5 miles away. Danielle Rogers stars as the housekeeper for the estate on that land, owned by a mysterious Mr. Blacksworth, who is much talked about but never shows up in the movie.
Instead, after Danielle's secretary Avalon makes love to Byron on a convenient blanket outside, Randy Spears in a comical black & white striped uniform shows up as an escaped convict, handcuffs still dangling from one wrist.
He steals Tom's clothes and poses as Blacksworth, who is supposed to be visiting the property. Director Scotty Fox intercuts two sex scenes at this point in the farcical narrative: cook Rayne humping long-haired groundskeeper Buster Cheri in the kitchen, while Alicyn Sterling immediately services Spears in a tool shed. This is Alicyn before her famous boob job, quite alluring with natural small breasts and immensely puffy nipples.
Continuity is thrown to the winds, as all four actresses in the cast suddenly "put on a show" for the fake visiting Blacksworth, a lesbian foursome outside on that blanket.
A phone call from the real Blacksworth alerts Danielle to Spears' ruse, and she confronts him in the tool shed (dialogue specifically questions why they're meeting there, self-conscious as to the dumb, seemingly arbitrary location) and Spears admits he's an escaped con, sentenced to five years for a crime "worse than murder": he designed L.A.'s freeway system. Hardy-har-har.
Surprise ending establishes the movie's title and has Danielle suddenly addressing the viewer directly, summing up the insulting facetious approach here. It's movies like this, and Markman wrote hundreds of them, that have firmly established the notion that a porn movie with story is inherently stupid. That's not true, given the existence of many serious erotic films made since the Golden Age of theatrical Adult Cinema, but it is true when cyncial, no-talent filmmakers are involved.
Set-up has Tom Byron as stock villain, callous real estate developer out to buy land to build an annex to an overcrowded prison 5 miles away. Danielle Rogers stars as the housekeeper for the estate on that land, owned by a mysterious Mr. Blacksworth, who is much talked about but never shows up in the movie.
Instead, after Danielle's secretary Avalon makes love to Byron on a convenient blanket outside, Randy Spears in a comical black & white striped uniform shows up as an escaped convict, handcuffs still dangling from one wrist.
He steals Tom's clothes and poses as Blacksworth, who is supposed to be visiting the property. Director Scotty Fox intercuts two sex scenes at this point in the farcical narrative: cook Rayne humping long-haired groundskeeper Buster Cheri in the kitchen, while Alicyn Sterling immediately services Spears in a tool shed. This is Alicyn before her famous boob job, quite alluring with natural small breasts and immensely puffy nipples.
Continuity is thrown to the winds, as all four actresses in the cast suddenly "put on a show" for the fake visiting Blacksworth, a lesbian foursome outside on that blanket.
A phone call from the real Blacksworth alerts Danielle to Spears' ruse, and she confronts him in the tool shed (dialogue specifically questions why they're meeting there, self-conscious as to the dumb, seemingly arbitrary location) and Spears admits he's an escaped con, sentenced to five years for a crime "worse than murder": he designed L.A.'s freeway system. Hardy-har-har.
Surprise ending establishes the movie's title and has Danielle suddenly addressing the viewer directly, summing up the insulting facetious approach here. It's movies like this, and Markman wrote hundreds of them, that have firmly established the notion that a porn movie with story is inherently stupid. That's not true, given the existence of many serious erotic films made since the Golden Age of theatrical Adult Cinema, but it is true when cyncial, no-talent filmmakers are involved.