New York’s own Joe Gallant strikes again, delivering a piece of work miles away from what the denizens of Porn Valley are churning out. The director can actually pull off one of the most difficult (and admittedly, rarely necessary) tricks in the triple X game: a story that works and dialogue that (mostly) works and is not only funny but is delivered by his stars in a credible way. Then, of course, there’s all that filthy sex that keeps the fans happy. In addition to the usual anal, bj and toy action, we get to watch a gal fill a bar patron’s glass with milk from her personal butt spigot. Cheers.

The story revolves around a group of three female Manhattan publicists (headed by a super bitch, Lizzie), who must make an annual sacrifice of a virgin on order to maintain their grip on the media. So there’re witches, flacks and sexual intercourse — the perfect trifuckta — shot in appropriately skeevy Big Apple locations, all wrapped in Gallant’s own string-cum- mellow jazz soundtrack.