Of the four tapes, Centerfold Screentest 3 is the pick to click. At the time I viewed this tape, I was informed I was bit one of a handful in the free civilized world to have seen it. Since that puts me in an exclusive club, I'll make a couple of exclusive comments. By far the best of Active Home Video's centerfold and casting call tapes, built on the premise of some hot tootsie auditioning for a legitimate movie or commercial only to shuck her clothes. Lots of full nudity here (it was shot a couple of years ago, which explains all the skin since Active now backs off from it). And be sure to check out blonde #2 in the perfume commercial tryouts who delivers one hot segment. A total of 12 girls "audition." The vignettes are lively and photographed beautifully with terrific color saturation.

A number of video companies have been toying with the idea of developing full length shot-on-video T&A features. That Active, the excelsior company in the jiggle and wiggle field, contemplated same, led me to wonder just what the boys at AHV were going to come up with. I stand in wonder.

Bare Necessities starts out with precisely the right setup. A fetching blonde (Hilary Scott) with a severe ponytail, severe horn rims and severe business suit (you might think she's a strippergram) is about to pitch a bit of business to the company exec (Robert Egan) who reminds you a little of comic Richard Belzer. Seems that the company is looking for women that have "unique qualifications" and the "bare necessities." We're not talking about steno pool, either. Egan wants bodies.

Well, Scott sallies out this portfolio of bikini babes, and that's where the delightful premise goes into the tank. Yes, gang, we're talking compilation city - a technique made famous by the adult companies. What transpires, say, for the next 70 odd minutes is a collection of glamour vignettes from two of Active's previous videos: Girls Of Malibu and Beverly Hills Call Girls with intermittent cuts to Scott looking for all the world like she's ready to jump Egan.

Please note, the vignettes (done up as face in the camera monologues) are far from being dogs. The girls are sublime, and at some point take it all off - something you're not likely to see in subsequent Active tapes. However, like the practice of the adult companies, this is a shoddy way to repackage old material. So, as it stands, my only means of gratification with this entire feature was to see whether Scott was going to whip it off. Eeh uh. Scoot teases and leads on but fades to black, before action time. And that, as a consumer, really ticks me off.

Wet T-Shirt tapes come and Wet T-shirt tapes go. The World Wet T-Shirt Finals is another one of those staged contests wherein 14 different lovelies each come up on stage and pull a card out of a hat that tells them how they're going to get doused: seltzer bottle, champagne, drool...you name it. Actually, it stands as a showcase for contest competitor Candie Evans who hasn't been doing a helluva lot since she left the adult industry (her hair is blonder, though). And, sonofagun, who else shows up to compete but Bionca. Now you know things are getting slow in the industry when Bionca is working for loose change, not loose ends. She even makes it into the finals in this tape. Perhaps it's a sign from above...Bionca in a big boob contest.

Top Gun Girls is shot in and around San Diego's Miramar Naval Air Station, hence the title of the video. And, First Amendment advocates, this is the kind of tape we're likely to have if certain legislation gets passed in this country. There is no hint, no smattering, no insinuation, no gesturing or inclinations to either nudity or even toplessness. It's eight girls individually strutting, primping and posing in swimsuits - all with the same backgrounds and the same shot sequences. My four year old nephew can watch this one. It's on par with the neo-bawdy innocence of Big Top Pee Wee.