Apparently Brad Armstrong has contributed enough revenue to the coffers of Wicked Pictures with his movies over the years that he can do no wrong, but this clunker of an Alektra Blue vehicle proves that wrong.
It opens well enough with fanboy Kris Slater having an erotic dream of sex with movie star Alektra. He wakes up, but is determined to meet her and win her over, setting up an obvious stalker scenario.
But Brad preposterously gives us a ridiculous tale of Alektra actually falling for the schlub, eventually giving up (perhaps) her career to run off with him. Her actions are never credible for a second, but the movie's wish-fulfillment unfolds nonetheless.
Perhaps Brad made this stinker so that he could play a completely unappealing character without nuance, casting himself as Alektra's condescending agent. But what he handed in to Wicked as the finished product amounts to one of Alektra's worst films for the label.
It opens well enough with fanboy Kris Slater having an erotic dream of sex with movie star Alektra. He wakes up, but is determined to meet her and win her over, setting up an obvious stalker scenario.
But Brad preposterously gives us a ridiculous tale of Alektra actually falling for the schlub, eventually giving up (perhaps) her career to run off with him. Her actions are never credible for a second, but the movie's wish-fulfillment unfolds nonetheless.
Perhaps Brad made this stinker so that he could play a completely unappealing character without nuance, casting himself as Alektra's condescending agent. But what he handed in to Wicked as the finished product amounts to one of Alektra's worst films for the label.