Released | Jun 01st, 1987 |
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Running Time | 85 |
Director | Paul Thomas |
Company | Vivid Entertainment Group |
Cast | Siobhan Hunter, Mike Horner, Jamie Summers (I), Billy Dee |
Critical Rating | AAA 1/2 |
Genre | Feature |
Harold (Mike Horner) looks like he wears hand-me-downs from an old burlesque comic. Harold also needs a thicker pair of glasses. As of late he's been engaging in some anal shenanigans with a blow-up doll from an adult toy shop. But all of that is about to change. Harold is a positive thinker. "I guess if you believe in anything, it can happen," he's always telling his boss, Siobhan Hunter, who owns the "toy" emporium.
What happens is Jamie Summers — who comes to life as the doll Harold's been blowing up in the backroom lo these many months. Believe me, if that can happen, the stock quotations on blow-up girls are going to go clear through the roof.
Summers bounces around the set looking like Loni Anderson in a peignoir. She plays her part with a perfect, dippy sexuality looking totally bewildered but absolutely ready to fulfill the role required of rubber girls, Horner is Jerry Lewis' Nutty Professor — a complete nincompoop, but so proud of the fact he's clever enough to change Summer's factory name from RXJ7D to "Dolly." Hunter as the proprietress of the "Little Shop of Whores" is the perfect shrill whose voice sounds like a high-powered lawn mower. And, of course, there's Max, the talking dildo whose raspy voice sounds suspiciously like Jack Baker's. Max is the underbelly of the plot , kind of a wiseass dildo who cuts through all the bull that's being slung around him. When asked by Harold to help him get back Dolly who's been stolen by a pimp, Max cracks: "I'm a dildo, not a f****n' linebacker!
The sex is erotic and dreamlike, though somewhat overextended in parts. A sequence involving Horner and Hunter where she just about takes the entire adult toy industry up the yazoo is a little too long and breaks up the continuity of a funny Story line. Horner and Summers add such interesting appeal to their characters that scenes shot without them are flaccid and deflated — like a rubber doll without air.