After producing a string of nearly flawless adult films (Talk Dirty To Me, Part III, Sister Dearest, Bodies in Heat, Kinky Business –to name a few), producer Jerry Ross has delivered a movie that is merely good. He has proven that he’s a mortal. There’s nothing out of the ordinary here, mind you… hot women, good storyline, above-average acting, nice production values. Unfortunately, we’ve come to expect perfection from these Dreamland tapes, and what we get with Perfect Fit is an erotic, if sometimes tame couple’s film.
Perfect Fit shows how jealousy can lead to harsh decisions. In the case of Tom Byron, his beautiful girlfriend of two years (Traci Lords) is putting the screws to him. She wants that diamond ring; that false security commonly known as marriage.
A series of incidents leads to simultaneous bachelor and bachelorette parties, even before Byron can muster up the guts to pose the big question. Along the way, we get a typical array of nymphomaniacs, one-on-one sex and one of the more superfluous lesbian scenes I’ve seen in a while. But the script also has a good deal of humor, never letting us get bogged down by the issues at hand.
At various times, the sex scenes are filmed rather softly –not many graphic close-ups. Although Byron’s scene with Lords is rather nicely posed, it lacks the hardcore huff ‘n puff that softer approach works to Perfect Fit’s advantage, since it’s obvious that the tape was designed to appeal to a female crowd. Nonetheless, Christy Canyon’s seduction of Alan Royce is a steamy and raunch-filled encounter, which balances the hardcore action.
The subject of marriage is universal, and Perfect Fit looks at its tribulations with a sense of knowing. However, merely good from this company is a notch below what we’re used to. Oh well, Jerry Ross is real afterall.