Trivia buffs and softcore film aficionados will recognize this movie’s title as being a take-off on adult auteur Russ Meyer’s 1958 pilot effort, The Immoral Mrs. Teas.  It’s a good thing that ol’ Russ is still alive and kicking, because this lack-lust-er effort would have him doing 360’s in his grave otherwise.

The Immoral Miss Teeze (Erica Boyer is apparently, in reality, Mrs. Teeze, a door-to-door cosmetics saleswoman who manages to ring more than just her clients’ chimes.  For her first stop, during which we see her spying on a couple’s afternoon tryst, to her coming home and joining her husband in sampling another female canvasser’s wares, Boyer sells little in the way of beauty aids yet manages to satisfy a variety of customers, both male and female.

“Sounds good,” you say to yourself.  “Lots of fine adult tapes have started out this way.” True, and using this basic germ of an idea, Miss Teeze might have been something, too.  Unfortunately, nothing comes of her “bait and switch” that hasn’t been done better many times earlier.  Boyer seems about as enthusiastic as a real-life Avon lady, and even talented players like Ron Jeremy and Marc Wallice fail to arouse anything resembling enthusiasm (yes, other things are aroused).  It’s “by the book” porn structure, with Obligatory Lesbian scenes leading to Threesome Oral Sex leading to Intercourse with One Woman Underneath and so forth, as if it were programmed by computer.

So beware. If this lady comes knocking at your door, act like nobody’s home.  The Immoral Miss Teeze does indeed tease and promise, but fails to deliver.