“Bloated but empty” is the way to describe LLBFH. It’s a slapdash collection of motel-room quickies; though by quick we’re only talking figuratively. They just go on and on, overstaying their welcome. The heavyweight theme is never fully exploited.

Phashon shoots each scene on the same couch from the same angles, amplifying the assembly-line ambiance. The girls suck some cock, get their rumps oiled up and hop on for a boring ride. Desire brings much-needed cute factor to the proceedings. Even the BTS material’s a misnomer; in actuality these are bloopers — and not particularly amusing at that.

Retailing: Ethnic filler.