It's hard to believe that John Travis had any hand whatsoever in the direction of this latest vehicle for Jeff Stryker, for the direction is downright abysmal. In fact, it is the direction that destroys the script, which attempts to make a coherent statement against governmental censorship. We see the hypocrisy of FBI agents (Andrews, Taylor) who harass X-rated companies not out of conviction but strictly to earn promotions, but the formless structure and awkward acting undercut the effect of what could have been a major theme.

The sexual action is decent, with Stryker twice pairing with Colbert and with the group action falling as flat as a pancake. The best scene, ironically, is between FBI agents Andrews and Taylor in their stake-out van. As for Stryker, count on seeing him repeat the performance for which he has become famous: arrogant top man. There's nothing new here in the sexual action, but the tape is marketable, due to Styker's popularity.