What could have been a great piece of filth is undermined by a cast of jaded performers who come off more like robots, than living, breathing girls. The constant mugging for the camera, the over-the-top moaning, shrieking and "spontaneous" dialogue, continually take the viewer out of the moment and out of the mood.
Everyone responsible for this title should be more than a little disappointed in themselves. This is the adult entertainment equivalent of phoning it in.
Retailing: With Bridgette at the helm and a great cast, they could have put out a better product.