Legend 4, I'm certain, is director Scotty Fox's idea of a good time, and I'm sure he must have had more than a few chuckles with Cash Markman in conceiving this "ode" to those who critique sex for a living. It slams video critics pretty hard, and not without some measure of justification. In fact, it's almost like listening to a verbatim, real-life conversation with the director, and Randy Spears' portrayal of acerbic director Aaron Price is an Edgar Bergen/Charlie McCarthy act with Spears essentially mouthing Fox's personal dogma on adult video critics.
That aside, Legend 4 has some moments of truly satiric, sexual inspiration. Jim Holliday, in a cameo, and Tom Byron play a couple of dork video writers who act like they'd be impressed with the weather if a cloudburst talked to them.
Holliday drools over a scene with T.T. Boy and Tiffany Mynx that's so wooden and badly acted, one almost forgets this as real as this couple gets in their true-to-life video performances. T.T. plays a plumber who "rescues" Tiffany whose tits get caught in her bathtub faucet.
Porn star Kelly O'Dell "rewards" critic Byron for all those nice things he's written about her, and all critics (or at least the fair ones) should be as well provided for. O'Dell's girl-girler with Nikki Dial is a highlight for ass lovers everywhere. Nikki may have the cutest butt in the business, and this scene takes wonderful advantage of it. The true moments of hilarity, come when director Price exacts his revenge upon Byron and Holliday. (It smacks of the old Vincent Price flick, Theatre of Blood. Price::Price. What a coincidence!) Not too much is going to be said about the revenge motif save to say it's clever scripting, and the visuals that accompany Holliday's comeuppance are as good as any attempt at special effects you'll witness in adult video, and that includes Collectible.
If you've got some real problems with critics, Legend 4 is as close to psychodrama as it gets. Nikki Dial on the boxcover makes it a legendary video.