Wealthy socialite Margo yearns for a change in her life in the wake of a divorce. Bored and unhappy, Margo decides to swap lives with free-spirited swinger Montana. However, things ... See full summary »
Two kidnappers get more than they bargained for from a buxom daughter, her sister and one of their roommates. But the roommate and the other daughter respectively seduce her uncle and state lawyer, who then seduces the aunt.
A horny young man has sex with Barbara who tells him about her affair with her son. He wonders what it'd be like to hook up with his beautiful sister and their gorgeous mother, while the sister starts thinking about their manly father.
Everything about this 1982 attempt at a cross-over couples type of adult film pretty much screams "second rate", from its hack director (Vinnie Rossi) to its B list cast. Sort of a dry run for what would turn out to be Rossi's overall best movie (1984's DESIRE with Kay Parker and Tamara Longley), FOREPLAY throws in all the mood lighting, soft focus cinematography, easy listening tunes and worst of all listless sex that have become the bemoaned staple ingredients of this stillborn sub genre.
Innocent (try impossibly naive) K.C. Valentine, a minor league starlet best known for being one of Bill Eagle's ALL American GIRLS that same year, leaves her small town home for a job as a boarding house receptionist in the big bad city. Still a virgin, she witnesses all kinds of less than inspired sexual shenanigans through doors left ajar and a faulty intercom before graduating to two-way mirrors and actually hiding in a suit of armor (!) she calls Arthur as in King, get it ? with which she tends to share her long-winded observations on the decadence that surrounds her. Turns out that the boarding house is actually home base to a group of swingers dedicated to fulfilling their innermost desires. All I can say is that they severely lack imagination if the sex here is anything to go by.
Lower rung Latina Maria Tortuga, the bespectacled sex therapist from Ed De Priest's SKINTIGHT, conducts a touchy-feely session with blind man Blair Harris, the gigolo in the Limo with Serena in Tom Janovich's excellent SMALL TOWN GIRLS. These two later return for a paltry group effort with the tantalizing Tigr (a/k/a Chelsea Manchester, the unforgettable leading lady in Sam Weston's brilliant NOTHING TO HIDE) and scrawny stud Ken Starbuck (OUI, GIRLS). Worst of all must be the obligatory dyke duet whose only redeeming value rests in it being performed by rarely seen Jillian Nichols, the haystack honey from ALL American GIRLS, and Marie Sharp of CAFE FLESH fame.
Stalwart Ron Jeremy appears in the flick's two hottest scenes : a too brief tumble with vivacious Cara Lott (Kim Carson's sister in Alexander Craig's FRISKY BUSINESS) and a marathon multi-toy number with little French maid Becky Savage (star of Lawrence T. Cole's CHALLENGE OF DESIRE), the latter sequence unfortunately interrupted by irrelevant story business. Oh yeah, Valentine finally does get in on the act via a fantasy routine (and I do mean routine, natch) with "Arthur" revealing himself to be current director whiz kid Paul Thomas. Save for the occasional sexual flicker, there's precious little to recommend here. Sure, the picture looks good but all that soft, hazy lighting means that a lot of the time you just can't see a darn thing, hardly the best thing for a porn movie. Jeremy's the only one who bothers to put in an acting performance, and he's good at it too, while Valentine struggles with reams and reams of dreary voice-over monologue. One distinctly minor cute touch has the film, as it's called FOREPLAY, ending with the inscription "The Beginning".
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