Movies like the forgotten "Strike A Pose" were made for a different generation. Cinemax and Showtime would air these after midnight for naughty insomniacs and people who were too shy to buy a Playboy.
Have you ever noticed that there are less and less big name actresses doing nude scenes? Back in the 70s, 80s and 90s it was ubiquitous: Jamie Lee Curtis, Brooke Shields, Phoebe Cates, etc. Nowadays since you can watch any type of sex/nude/fetish scene on your iPad there really isn't a demand for nudity in narrative films (not even in horror movies) rather more focus on mass appeal and some minor titillation, that's what makes money in the digital age. Back in 1993 there wasn't any Google but there was a huge demand for cheap, bad movies so long as they had plenty of pointless nude scenes.
Sure this is a soft core porno thinly disguised as a narrative film meant for cable but what a lot of people miss is the wretched acting by wannabe Calvin Klein model Robert Eastwick and his merry band of models who are out-acted by inanimate objects around them, absolutely terrible synth music that makes Video Poker music sound like Abbey Road, inexplicable stains in the ex-con's motel room and a "surprise" ending that you can see coming a mile away. Don't watch this thinking this was just another bad movie, this was soft core meant for insomniacs with bad taste in movies.
They did try a little bit at the end to hint at a sequel but even the director probably knew in his head that that wasn't going to happen.
Have you ever noticed that there are less and less big name actresses doing nude scenes? Back in the 70s, 80s and 90s it was ubiquitous: Jamie Lee Curtis, Brooke Shields, Phoebe Cates, etc. Nowadays since you can watch any type of sex/nude/fetish scene on your iPad there really isn't a demand for nudity in narrative films (not even in horror movies) rather more focus on mass appeal and some minor titillation, that's what makes money in the digital age. Back in 1993 there wasn't any Google but there was a huge demand for cheap, bad movies so long as they had plenty of pointless nude scenes.
Sure this is a soft core porno thinly disguised as a narrative film meant for cable but what a lot of people miss is the wretched acting by wannabe Calvin Klein model Robert Eastwick and his merry band of models who are out-acted by inanimate objects around them, absolutely terrible synth music that makes Video Poker music sound like Abbey Road, inexplicable stains in the ex-con's motel room and a "surprise" ending that you can see coming a mile away. Don't watch this thinking this was just another bad movie, this was soft core meant for insomniacs with bad taste in movies.
They did try a little bit at the end to hint at a sequel but even the director probably knew in his head that that wasn't going to happen.