The best performance in Laze comes from Chi Chi LaRue, the director who’s a cross between Divine and wrestling’s Brother Love, and he doesn’t get any quiff.
He plays the governor who runs his state with a baseball bat and some elegant muff. First he provides the head of the finance committee with some heads and tails (Jon Dough and two babes), then sends henchman Joey Silvera to get the goods on opponent Victoria Paris. Silvera, in his usual dimwit role, is selling out his boss for the sniff of Paris’s pussy. But Joey is denied his erection until she wins election, and we never get to see Victoria again.
What we do get is Dough with two more girls (complete with director’s voice for positioning), Silvera doing two others and the black preacher with a white girl. In the end, Chi Chi gets his just desserts, and we get left wanting a lot more. As I said, Chi Chi LaRue is the best part of this otherwise tame feature.