This is like a porn version of a wedding: something old, something new (good mix of new and not too old material), something borrowed (Ernie Kovacs-style humor), and something blue (blue movies). And all are filled with goo, Rodney Moore-style. No brides, though, 'cause brides cry because they don't get the best man — and here they get the best one available. Well, usually.

The scenes alternate between Moore and gals and mini-skits with others that are directed by Moore. Highlighted is Honey White's easy seduction of the not too innocent Rodney; dual pops, all, well ... gooey. That's why it is called a Rodneyblast.