While interesting stylistically - playing like a run-on, hardcore music video with lots of digitally-rendered scratchiness and grain, and frequent shifts from color to black and white - this James Avalon experiment fails to coalesce into an engaging piece of stroke-tainment the way so many of his other efforts have. Aside from the fact that there's so much busyness going on visually that the sex gets lost in the fray, when it is being focused on, the picture is often indistinct and over-saturated, leaving the viewer with little to get juiced about.