John Leslie, Ona Zee, Paul Thomas and now Alex Sanders prove that porn performers ofttimes make the best pornographers.  Taking the reigns of writer as well as director, Sanders breaks no new ground but certainly treads assuredly where others all too frequently stumble.

Kaitlyn Ashley plays a mentally unstable dish who handles rejection by burrowing deep within her psyche to unearth her alter ego, Alex Sanders (who essays his role somewhere between Peter Pan and "Peter Meter.")  Off they go into the Never-Neverland of the evening; switching sexes the way most folks change their Calvin Kleins.

Whether it's Sanders slamming Sid Deuce on the hood of a car, (nice gushing facial!) or Kaitlyn diving for Morgan's muff atop packing crates, this gritty urban fantasy grabs the viewer "by the balls" and "by the brains" with its noirish ambiance and smooth videography.

The "Dream Team" terminate their couplings by murdering their lovers (tastefully off-camera) so it's only a matter of time before Kaitlyn is apprehended and brought before a police shrink (Jordan Lee and her assistant, Missy).  The finale is certainly worth waiting for, despite some earlier scenes which lack consistent heat, or initial penetration shots.  Sanders plows Lee's asshole with the fervor of a rutting Jaguar.  With animalistic Missy competing for Sanders' splash on the double blowjob, the vid concludes with a satisfying bang.  Nasty, but good for couples.