The paintings of clowns in the background of Backdoor Break-in's first scene are disturbing. One sad-faced feller is wearing a three-piece suit and flying - that's some powerfully bad art. Viewers wouldn't be so inclined to notice the Emmitt Kelly influenced design scheme if there was something (anything) in the foreground sex scene to distract from it.

Brooke Hunter is appealing in a fleshy sort of way, but man, is this scene dull. Hunter and Don Hollywood just can't seem to find a way to turn up the heat.

Next up: Cricket in proctologist Rod Fontana's office. Another too-long, too-boring scene that's about as exciting as filling out HMO paperwork.

The only segment here that manages to generate any interest is the final triple-fucker go-round featuring Fontana, Catalina and Ryan Meadows. The set-up is pretty stupid, something about a wife catching her husband with a hooker then joining in, but the scene that unfolds is serviceable stroke fodder, with both broads taking meat up the hinder like the pros they are.