This was not such a bad idea, after all Dirty Dancing was kid's stuff, and so there was an opportunity to naughtify the subject and supply disappointed punters that had been lured by the title with the dirt they were craving for. However, the film fails to implement this idea. Yes, it is soft porn, and yes, it has dancing in it, but the two ingredients remain unconnected. Although Miss Demy is a competent dancer she is let down by an unimaginative choreography. The dance sequences are so dull they would bore anyone's legwarmers off - clearly d'Amato didn't have a clue how to stage these scenes and what to do with them.
Valentine Demy was still fantastic to look at in those days, but she did not have the charisma and energy to carry a film.