Dust off the old casting couch, gang, it’s another entry in the tried-but-true Hollywood producer format.  Better make that producers, plural, as Silvera and Dough essay the roles of indie mavericks out to make a quick buck, and even quicker scores with the aspiring actresses.

Victoria Paris signs on as a screenwriter for the picture with no name (that being the unstable nature of their production).  In short time she’s demanding to become the director of the picture, and her clout consists mainly in servicing the unquenchable needs of her daffy employers, as well as the male lead in the production (Randy Spears).

Pachard is playing a plate-spinning act by dabbling in features like this.  His contribution consists in wrenching a hilariously manic performance from Silvera while simultaneously turning out six sex scenes, each a cut above the norm.