We can't think of any particular reason to cite the ethnicity of these performers. Far from nasty, its bland whiteness reminds us of nothing less than Wonder Bread (clumsily edited with a butter knife, to broaden the analogy). From an endless b.j. to a quasi-dungeon scene that omits two smoking barrels from its rusty lock 'n stock, only one grope deserves more than passing interest.
Sophie Dee is the reason. Her bonus scene with an uncredited partner hardly raises the roof, but at least the girl has some appealing qualities – such as hypnotic blue eyes, natural boobs and a meaty ass. Perhaps, in another title with a cohort who knows how to take advantage of these assets, she might become a starlet worth watching.
Retailing: Enticing Christie Lee cover shot promises more than it delivers.