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5 out of 8 people found the following review useful:
Good film, 30 September 1999
Author: Chrisy-2 from Birmingham, England

I saw this film while watching Live Tv on Cable. Daneen Boone who plays Justine is So Sexy. She has a wild imagination is bed most of the men and women in it.

She looked absolutely stunning when she donned a pair of pvc hotpants and had a lesbian experience with another woman.

I definatly want to see more of her!!

1 out of 2 people found the following review useful:
I'd rather shovel dirt, 5 February 2011

Author: foundgoat from Ontario, Canada

The following is a review of the unrated 93-minute version of Justine: Exotic Liaisons (1995). This title has been rated on the basis of how well a Skinemax movie it is and not in comparison to other genres.

The whole point of entertainment, at its fundamental core, if lacking in didactic value, at the very least ought to serve the function as a pleasant-enough amusement. Watching this, however, wasn't any fun at all. In fact, it was quite the chore. Indeed, anyone who is able to sit through this in its entirety without squirming due to ennui, is either Job-like or in rigor mortis. It requires extreme patience.

This nowhere-bound, stationary-felt, underwritten, padding-filled, poorly constructed, plodding, molasses paced, pointless, meandering, yawn-inducing, horrendously awful, downright forgettable skin flick is, in one word: torturous. The viewing experience is most trying. Whereas the majority of films that I view are able to absorb my interest, making me oblivious as to the time, as it flies by, Justine: Exotic Liaisons turned me into a clockwatcher. I so wanted it to end and the minutes seemed to take so long to pass by.

The movie is *boring* beyond belief. That said, its two lead characters are sympathetic. I especially like Professor Paul Robson (Timothy Di Pri): an easygoing, humble, kind, mannerly, considerate, intelligent and incorruptible gentleman. (Still, I'd like to know whether Di Pri's English accent is put-on or legit?)

Gee whiz, though, the acting, overall, is unbelievably wooden and glaringly amateurish. Di Pri's on-screen naturalism aside, many of the line-readings are delivered in such a rigid, mannered way, as if the performers were reciting their lines from off-camera cue cards. There's often no modulation in the voice, though I'm guessing the atrocious acting may be somewhat deliberate, as a means of providing some subtle humor. For example, the premise is pretentiously nonsensical, although the movie knows it, and isn't attempting to be genuinely serious at all, considering its plainly unrealistic comic-book-like structured narrative.

Some scenes replace each other with about as much continuity as a dream. The narrative is disjointed, to say the least. If the perpetually woolgathering Justine (Daneen Boone) isn't daydreaming about a sexual fantasy (insert digressional sequence) then she's remembering previous (sexual) encounters she had (insert recycled, interspliced clips from past intallments). The viewer tries to follow the storyline (admittedly stupid in its own right) but there's portions which seem either cut-and-pasted or sewn together in almost arbitrary fashion that most of the time we haven't got a clue as to where we are within the semi-disorienting narrative. I mean, geez, at about the one-hour mark the movie unashamedly and maddeningly derails – as if another director and writer took over from this point on. Prior to this, the movie concerns Justine and her educator taking a trip to the Andes in search of lost Incan treasure. Then, out of nowhere, and for no logical reason whatsoever, the story shifts; the next thing you know, Justine is playing an undercover cop (say what?) and the professor a john. You may wonder: What ever became of the whole Incan-treasure plot? What a stupid question to ask. After all, it just disappears, that's what; is completely forgotten about, and is replaced by yet another incoherent and truncated so-called "adventure."

Perhaps the only thing going for this collage is its soap-opera-ish, glossy, soft-lit photography. It gives the illusion, with its slick veneer, that this otherwise under-financed production is rich in texture, when in actuality the cinematography is but whitewash.

The winnowed moments calculated: There are 7 sex scenes, all M/F. Here is a quick rundown of them. No. 1: Is between an anonymous couple as Justine's keyhole peeper looks on. The bodies are relatively faceless, and due to the dim lighting we can only make out what are practically silhouettes. No. 2: A tame fantasy sequence of Justine's. No. 3: Yet another sex fantasy of Justine's. No. 4: Involves Justine's attractive schoolmate, Ursula (Kimberly Rowe), all lovey-dovey, smiling, and nuzzling, as she and her lover gingerly to-and-fro in a temple-like bubble-bath. No. 5: Professor Robson and some blonde woman with big, flabby knockers in a semi-amusing, sexually choreographed, vocalized duet. (Okay, I did laugh.) No. 6: What looks to be another anonymous couple in a bedroom romp set inside a shadowy hotel room. Finally, there's some bodily movement to a sex scene, and these last two are the only real good ones. No. 7: Relatively hot, by two supporting cast members, and involving body paint.

Don't be fooled, though. Overall – save for the last two – the sex scenes are implicit and basically consist of two (semi-) naked and intertwined bodies engaged in motionless caressing, smooching, necking, and pecking.

In summary: The women are gorgeous. Face it. Daneen Boone embodies prettiness. Her character, Justine, is a ditsy débutante who has a crush on her good-looking and charming archaeology teacher. Words that come to mind when thinking of Justine: silky, sunny, soft, sudsy, lacey, dainty, creamy, cottony, fragrant and feminine. And Kimberly Rowe's Ursula is another attractive fair-haired woman here, with similarly perfectly created, petite, real breasts. As for the sexual content, it underachieves: For a movie supposed to be representing erotica, the sex scenes are just too blah and mild in comparison to the majority of soft-core films that feature scenes of bodily friction, and moaning and groaning – instead of more-often-than-not voicelessly delivered and nude "foreplay" as is depicted in Exotic Liaisons. The lead character, Justine, doesn't even have a standout sex number here. And, lastly, in regard to the story: This is ridiculous mumbo-jumbo to begin with, in being fantastically contrived, yet on top of that scenes feel pieced together like a thread-less patchwork.

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