|Released||Feb 01st, 1993|
|Company||Las Vegas Video|
|Cast||Peter North, Jonathan Morgan, Ashlyn Gere, Melanie Moore, Shawnee Gates, Lacy Rose, Randy Spears, Jamie Gillis, Marc Wallice, T.T. Boy, Tiffany Mynx, Mona Lisa (III)|
Okay; I was on the set for a day of filming this feature, so I know just a few of the problems it's had getting finished and released, and I still think it's worth the AAAA rating. If nothing else, the sex is hot and it's technically good.
Director Dumont peppers Captain Butts' Beach with sexy camera shots that start at the feet of some lovely (usually star Ashlyn Gere) and glide their way up her frame, including peeks of Ashlyn's lacy underwear beneath her tennis skirt. The cinematography is excellent. Gere performs in her customary smoulderingly sexy manner, as does the luscious Melanie Moore — and when those two do a girl/girler (as they do in the fifth scene), the heavens should open. And let's not forget Melanie's d.p. with T.T. Boy and Marc Wallice, nor Peter North's anal penetration of Lacy Rose after Mona Lisa bounces on his peg for a while. This is simmering, smouldering sex, what good fuck films are made of.
Nonetheless, the plot offers little to speak of. And then there's the lack of attention to detail, like in the opening scene, where Ashlyn, in a bikini, walks into her house from the pool — and by the time she gets to the bedroom, the two-piece has been magically transformed into a slinky one-piece suit. And what should be this film's finest sex scene, the finale between Ashlyn and Jamie, turns out to be mainly a simple b.j. ending in a facial.
So what's the verdict? Good looks and hot sex win out over lack of plot, unsure direction and lack of attention to detail. I can live with that — and I'm reasonably certain you can too. Ashlyn on the box should make this an instant success and worth stocking up on.