Lousy attempt at porn-parody from a prolific hack (Cash Markman) in this cheapjack genre. This one is even worse than usual.
Rotoscoping is a technique of animation popularized in the 1970s (Ralph Bakshi, etc.) that I hated -basically a form of tracing over live action to create a comic book animated effect. Motion control replaced it, but here we have an entire feature that is merely blurry images of the regular live action, smeared to be pretend animation. It merely creates eyestrain and is ridiculously continued throughout the XXX scenes (usually porn has the sense to switch back for clarity, as in black & white dialog scenes changing to full color for the hardcore sex action).
If one can tolerate this incompetent visual style, film falls back on stupid dialog and a very corny stress on that old self-serving porn satire of the hypocrisy of censors. So Mike Horner's bad guy of a senator running for president on an anti-porn platform is actually a closet porn fan, entrapped by the MPI squad into being caught in the act humping secret agent Raquel Devine. His campaign manager Angelica Sin is likewise caught, with her sex scene broadcast on TV.
Kiki D'Aire in the Barbara Bain role pleased me, as one of her diehard fans, while the fabulous star Dee is wasted as a peep show girl in lesbian action with Venus Milano. Pornographer Markman cannot even resist throwing in a dumb reference to Ron Jeremy, true sign of a total hack.
Rotoscoping is a technique of animation popularized in the 1970s (Ralph Bakshi, etc.) that I hated -basically a form of tracing over live action to create a comic book animated effect. Motion control replaced it, but here we have an entire feature that is merely blurry images of the regular live action, smeared to be pretend animation. It merely creates eyestrain and is ridiculously continued throughout the XXX scenes (usually porn has the sense to switch back for clarity, as in black & white dialog scenes changing to full color for the hardcore sex action).
If one can tolerate this incompetent visual style, film falls back on stupid dialog and a very corny stress on that old self-serving porn satire of the hypocrisy of censors. So Mike Horner's bad guy of a senator running for president on an anti-porn platform is actually a closet porn fan, entrapped by the MPI squad into being caught in the act humping secret agent Raquel Devine. His campaign manager Angelica Sin is likewise caught, with her sex scene broadcast on TV.
Kiki D'Aire in the Barbara Bain role pleased me, as one of her diehard fans, while the fabulous star Dee is wasted as a peep show girl in lesbian action with Venus Milano. Pornographer Markman cannot even resist throwing in a dumb reference to Ron Jeremy, true sign of a total hack.