Much like one of those Saturday Night Live skits stretched out to feature film length, BV2's premise is modestly amusing in - small doses. The notion of a documentary crew picking up/screwing girls might be more arousing if the whole thing weren't so obviously set-up with paid talent, whose ad-libbing skills are inversely proportional to their abilities to suck 'n fuck in tight quarters.

Said confinements also put a crimp in the videography, which captures (with difficulty) the double penetrations of Tracy and Skye. Frankly, we preferred the natural charms of "runaway" Cherry, a saucy redhead who fits the part.