What hath genetics wrought, one might ask. Sisters offers an intriguing layman's answer by putting the spotlight on former Playmates and their siblings. Yes, good looks DO run in the family, and in Sisters they gallop at a frenetic Kentucky Derby pace.
Kim and Stacy Sanches, unlike George Forman, manage to make boxing trunks look pretty sexy; while the Furman sisters, not to be confused with Foreman, win the va-va-voom award for their impersonation of nude car wash employees.
The Martus sisters, not to be confused with the McGuire sisters, win the swimsuit competition hands-down in the tape's compulsory reggae sequence. (Can't get away from that stinking compulsory reggae sequence.) The Malones, not to be confused with the Martuses, tower off in a high-tech bathroom straight out of Architectural Digest.
There's a six-woman New Age battle royale that feature New Age ass-grabbing and other outdoor lesbo delights while the 5'11" Alexander sisters talk about the size of their fet before doing a fan dance in a barn. And if you thought you'd get out of town with only one compulsory reggae sequence, think again. It stars the lovely Wills sisters.
Encourage family reunions by stocking multiple units of this testimony to sibling ribaldry.