One of a series of porn-parodies of the MTV reality tv-show, it's off-putting watching porn actors at their worst -with miserable acting. Main irony here is that this movie is obviously scripted, yet pretends to be spoofing the unscripted (but actually fake) real thing.
Hand-held camera swooping back and forth between characters in the group dialogue scenes is not a Nouvelle Vague technique bit merely irritating (and cheap) device by director Frank Marino. The six characters are unappealing and intentionally stupid, with intended humor falling flat. It's just five mechanical sex scenes for undiscriminating porn watchers.
So we have Peter North miscast as a smelly slob; T. T. Boy incompetent as a "starving artist" comedy writer; Tony Tedeschi at his worst playing a white rapper as a total cliche; J. R. Carrington laughable as a "brainy" medical student (!), Jessica James reciting her lines in monotone as a naturalist, i.e., nudist, and Kristy Waay as a conniver. If they were competing for a Razzie award, I would vote for Tedeschi but all deserve consideration.
Finale, making fun of the philosophical (yeah, right) underpinnings of reality shows, is condescending crap posing as satire. Man, these pornographers have hubris!
Hand-held camera swooping back and forth between characters in the group dialogue scenes is not a Nouvelle Vague technique bit merely irritating (and cheap) device by director Frank Marino. The six characters are unappealing and intentionally stupid, with intended humor falling flat. It's just five mechanical sex scenes for undiscriminating porn watchers.
So we have Peter North miscast as a smelly slob; T. T. Boy incompetent as a "starving artist" comedy writer; Tony Tedeschi at his worst playing a white rapper as a total cliche; J. R. Carrington laughable as a "brainy" medical student (!), Jessica James reciting her lines in monotone as a naturalist, i.e., nudist, and Kristy Waay as a conniver. If they were competing for a Razzie award, I would vote for Tedeschi but all deserve consideration.
Finale, making fun of the philosophical (yeah, right) underpinnings of reality shows, is condescending crap posing as satire. Man, these pornographers have hubris!