Combining elements from many different films, notably Tattoo and The Entity, Dreams of Natasha starts off with promise. Soon however, the production bites off more than it can swallow and sinks under the weight of its own pretentiousness. With dialogue heavy on the psycho-babble and an angst-ridden performance from Nina Hartley, this is certainly better than most shot-on-videos. But within 30 minutes, the feature degenerates into yet another sex film.
Before that happens, though, the “Dreams” are interesting. Using music right at home in any horror movie and novel use of sound, Natasha’s dreams verge on the surreal. Eventually the dreams become nothing but a plot device, and in an obvious attempt to please the usual raincoat crowd, there is a rather gratuitous leather domination sequence featuring Janey Robbins and Lili Marlene. At this point, the “dreams” become nightmares.