All women are torture for poor Randy Spears. He's suffering from every male subjugation fetish in the book. In a well-practiced creepy voice, he shares his frustrations with a leggy analyst. None of the encounters he relates to her is "real"; they exist only within the hero's tepid fantasies. This often-overused '80s porn framing device is meant to buffer couples from the hardcore kink experience, but the fetish scenes here are lightweight and the only weirdness encountered is Spears' anguished red face when the veins in his temples pop out.

The contrived narrative works best when it's used to intensify his cycle of impotence, as in Shay Sweet's shaving scene. Mustering up the courage to call her, he bashfully confesses his fantasy about putting a razor to her. She coolly puts him off. "I'm just not the type of girl who likes sex that much. Putting things down there kinda... hurts." All the while, she's pounding her twat with an eight-inch dildo and lathering up for a home trim. Forced to listen to her sexy moans through the speakerphone, she blocks tactile access to his own obsession. It's a good psychological scene, but, unfortunately, the writers didn't have anything of similar erotic resonance up their sleeves.