The trouble with this Liquid London offering is that it's trying to be too many things to too many viewers, never really managing to score strong points in one particular area. The flick seems stuffed - military dudes, blue-collar maintenance guys and businessmen all vying for your attention in and out of their quote/unquote, "uniforms." To be fair, the producers have made some interesting choices, like putting three house painters in flimsy tear-away coveralls that look to be made of tissue. Who knew that getting access to that juicy asshole could be so fun and effortless? And it's impossible to swing past Mukhtar Safarov's odd, over-inflated cock without hitting the pause button for a double-take.