Producer/director/editor Chip Daniels offers a vividly-colored film noir with a difference. Instead of wondering all through the movie who did the crime, we know from the start. In a busy bar with a busy backroom called "Pig Lounge," a leatherman (Mike Ray) drugs a beautiful blond (Scott Bradley) and drags him to a private dungeon, where more sniffs of white powder turn the victim into a drooling sex-slave, like the masked "butt-boy" kept there in a cage. Ray makes his addicted playthings share his dick orally, and then each must watch him give the other's ass the fuck the drug makes them crave. Sex makes the situation more morally complex than conventional crime films, which are usually about offenses involving money. In the classic film noir, the hero doesn't do the things the villains do-rob and murder. But here, the good characters want exactly the same sensual and psychological pleasures that the bad character takes from his trapped toys. They even say the same things to each other during sex. Detectives Trey Rexx and Jack Hazzard then bring up the downside of the daydream. Two young guys have been found murdered with dildos up them-both last seen at the bar. A missing person report arrives on Bradley-also last seen there.

The bar seems innocent by day. Lookalike bartenders Tristan King and Brandon Baker take a sex-break from setting up the place. Hazzard interrupts it (only briefly) to order King to keep a lookout for the leatherman Bradley left the bar with. The blonds then complete a juicy fuck which looks in close-up just like the ones the villain gives his slaves. Rexx sticks a butt-plug containing a homing device up officer McGuire's ass, and sends him to the bar to lure the perp. Rexx, a Teutonic sexgod in a strap harness, hits the bar too. His nipples harden from the group sex he observes. Guess who succumbs to the spread charms of Romoni and forgets to keep an eye on McGuire? But thanks to electronics, the good guys track the fiend to his lair, and the liberated victims show the brave cops abundant oral and anal appreciation-exactly what the kidnapper made them give him. Noir is never simple. The acting, except for McGuire's and Hazzard's comic cops, is somewhat primitive, but Rexx's beautiful body looks even more beautiful when fucking (especially when he picks petite Storm up and jacks himself off with Storm's butt-hole), and Daniels-obviously in love with moviemaking-provides throughout the movie many angles and many shots to give the rich feel of a mainstream flick, while never neglecting the primary pornographic purpose of his ambitious project. Sean Storm, co-author of the efficient script, subordinates his famous anus to the needs of the story as the nameless caged butt-boy. DVD looks great, with clear contrast between the sunny police station and the dark, red-orange-tinged sexual underworld.