A first-rate entry in the “captive stud” porn genre. In the very first shot a man drags another man, apparently unconscious, from a car, and puts him in a wheelchair as three women watch eagerly, grinning with anticipation.

Shawn Alff’s screenplay is terse, spare and full of opaque one-liners. It’s superbly directed by Ricky Greenwood, arguably his best picture so far, with fine performances by all the actors. The movie is creepy, dark and often darkly comic.

Stirling Cooper is the man, Mona Wales is, apparently, his wife, Jessie Saint and Natalie Knight their daughters. Cooper is a doctor of some sort, his patient is Codey Steele.

Mona and Stirling have sex. He eats her to orgasmic ecstasy as she keeps her eyes fixed on Codey in the wheelchair. In bits of dialogue we learn he is a failed suicide whose sleeping pill overdose left him in a coma. “Technically, you’re dead,” he is told.

But he’s showing signs of life. When they give him a room of his own, the girls, Jessie and Natalie, jump his bones. He fucks them both as they moan and giggle. He cream pies Natalie, keeps on fucking, and cream pies Jessie too. Then Jessie jerks him off and he cums for a third time.

The family gives Codey a birthday party “to celebrate the new addition to our family.” They give him a T-shirt reading “I Love My Crazy Family” and pose for a group photo. Codey wants to leave. “I miss my life.” But Mona tells him, “This is your life.” She really desires him. Their coupling is very erotic. Mona always brings the heat, even more than usual here.

The denouement will not be divulged, but let’s just say it’s chilling, perfectly believable and, like the rest of the movie, excellently staged.