Solo girl as a genre's a perfect example of how something relatively simple (and effective) in concept can go... awry. Too many masturbation tapes lose touch with the obvious: appoint the subject beautifully, capture her lovingly, and edit the resulting material judiciously. Rinaldi's got the formula just right.

The twelve women featured here really run the gamut of femininity (well, okay, within a pretty tight weight and age range), with some (like dealer's choice Leanne) going to town with the dirty talk and others (like opener Tanya Danielle) performing in what looks to be the "champagne room" version of a stage show. A rainbow of skin tones, lots of different toys, lots of pretty jilling off.

Segments are long enough to get where they're going and short enough to leave the viewer wanting more. Performers are generously identified. The gambit's silly: girl starts to play with herself and notices voyeur/camera, then goes ahead anyway, the little exhibitionist. Technical aspects are of professional quality across the board.