David Aaron Clark essays the role of a world-weary shit-worker whose job entails programming virtual sex fantasies for his contemptible clients.  In between amusing himself with cynical bon mots and bastardizing Memo from Turner from Performance, he demonstrates scenarios of visual interest, such as the symbolism-choked "Intergalactic Dominatrix and Her Lesbian Vampire Slavegirl" between Jade-Blue Eclipse and Mistress Shane.  The best fucks are thrown by Sunshine and Ted Hunter (plus a helping hand from Clark) in a D/s-type encounter; and the "Fat Chick" Fetish Anal, "starring pale, zaftig-not-fat Katarina and Jack Hammer.

"Wasn't that good?  Wasn't that better than real?" coos masturbating virt-beauty Aurora, as Clark descends into one of those eXistenZ-style "Are we still in the game?" brain twisters.  It's a sentiment that'll feel like home to all good devotees of morbidity, but it -- and Clark's intentions -- may fly right over the baseball-capped heads of everyone else.