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Michael is a private investigator with special psychic powers allowing him to subconsciously see clues in a case. He is hired to investigate the death of the very wealthy Charles who has a very healthy sum of money going to his wife and daughter. Michael needs to unravel the clues to see if Charles died accidentally or was murdered. There are several characters who may benefit from his death as well as a mistress and a nude modelling agency. Written by
Josh Pasnak <firstname.lastname@example.org>
It's pretty evident what sort of film this is, from just the first 5 minutes. Little more than a vehicle for lots of sex and flesh, the ball gets rolling pretty quickly.
The only reason I bought (yes, bought) this film in the first place was because of Amy Weber. Amy is one of the more notable models (IMHO), and well worth the price of admission.
Oh, you want plot? Not much there, I'm afraid.
Jeff Griggs is the "Psychic Detective" (and not a very good one). While attempting to solve a murder mystery, beautiful women keep throwing themselves at his feet, for some unknown reason. He's quite amusing, with a style of speech that reminds me of a constipated Clint Eastwood.
I dare not reveal the ending, except to say that it is quite (unintentionally) funny.
Can't wait for Kolobos! :)
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