Adult movie watching often requires the viewer to buy into a concept or premise that he wouldn't ordinarily accept in the workaday world.

Presented for your science fiction approval is a floundering love relationship between Randi Rage and exciting male newcomer James Bonn, pivoting on the avant-garde notions that a) Bonn could possibly be torn up over Range's cheating on him; b) or her leaving him; c) or her leaving him for Janine; d) Janine considering dumping lesbo lover Alyssa Love on behalf of Rage.

Yet Bonn, playing a TV weatherman, takes every available opportunity on-air and off-to register angst, Hamlet-style, about the shifting balances of power in relationships; his, particularly. As if we care. Never mind that such unprofessional conduct would probably have him shit-canned from a cable access show.

Perhaps sensing that it's offering way too much to swallow whole, A.J. Barber's breezy but inconsistent script plods with the steps of a circus elephant, but offers one solid gimmick. Bonn and fellow-dumpee Love foster a relationship as both engage in nightly voyeur sessions while their former lovers proceed with strap-ons in center ring. Chalk up the film's best scene with revenge-fuck-minded Bonn plowing Love in the tuchus.

As Bonn's ditzy TV colleague, Toni James is sexy and adorable, leading one to ask, "What could Bonn have possibly been thinking in the first place?"