Marc Wallice's Nick Slick detective character gets doused with water every time he looks out the window. I laughed. So maybe it suggests to me John Leslie's latest feature needs to me John Leslie's latest feature needs more slapstick and broadside to carry a pace established in the funny opening scene. Because after the water schtick Slick Honey gets downright ordinary and uneven with Wallice hired by Rachel Ashley to tail her philandering husband. Al right.. but when does this thing get involving.

Okay, maybe I've been spoiled and seduced by some of the charismatic eccentricities established by the like of Pillow Man, Hot Scalding and Mad Love. But an overly long scene with Joey Silvera and Charli, cum headgear, clobbering one another in a boxing ring, followed by sex, smacks more of hokum and last-minute improvisation than anything else.

Getting back to Ashley —she walks into Slick's office thinking it's a sex clinic, so she and her assistant Selena Steel get on a desk with Wallice. It's the customary thing to do under the circumstances. Meanwhile hubby Mike Horner wanders around the video with a perturbed look like someone got him out of his E-Z Boy to go get some Chinese takeout. And yes, all the while landlord Jamie Gillis harps on Slick for back rent which will be paid in full by Ashley's case.

While the feature is the celebrated return of Ashley to the sex screen (she reminds me more of Gloria Leonard attending a publisher's confab), I give high marks to Sascha Strange as the obligatory blond fluff. A terrific casting stroke and she's hot enough to carry the show. Leslie's ordinary ventures are still better than the best others have to offer.