Snakedance is Hyapatia's tribute to Native American sexual practices, but outside of some horny anthropology students, it's hard to imagine who would find this release genuinely erotic.

If this were some kind of campy joke, it might have worked, but I dare anyone to maintain a straight face as these familiar whiteboy porn studs are covered in warpaint, chanting over a bowl of incense, before getting their requisite blowjob.  

The best coupling has Hyapatia making it with Randy Spears, as always in the teepee -- but where are the camera angles that might make this interesting?

The research is undoubtedly authentic, but the concept itself is a misguided attempt to educate students (i.e., consumers) whose pants are usually found around their ankles.  Even the explicitness of the camerawork has been diluted, and the teepee setting becomes as repetitious as the standard studio bedroom.  Sorry, Hyapatia.  Sometimes you've gotta be cruel to be kind.