T. T. Boy gets a rare top billing in this awful porn comedy, about as stupid as it gets.
He's cast as a nerd, replete with glasses held together by adhesive tape, who foolishly relies on a "How to" manual that gives bad advise on becoming a macho man. Right away I was insulted to the core by having to listen to my least-favorite porn performer William Margold as the voice of the book, intoning in an echo chamber bad advice.
After humping a full-size inflatable sex doll that turns into Victoria Paris, his dream girl, he tries to get it on with neighbors, failing miserably. He throws a party for the apartment building, and the guests have sex while he gets none.
Credited as "Introducing", Alex Jordan provides him and the movie with a saccharine happy ending, totally phony. Their big scene seems improvised and is as badly directed and performed as any I've watched in a long time.
Filmmaker "Connie Barney" is even alternately spelled Barnie in the end credits -no talent whatsoever displayed here.
He's cast as a nerd, replete with glasses held together by adhesive tape, who foolishly relies on a "How to" manual that gives bad advise on becoming a macho man. Right away I was insulted to the core by having to listen to my least-favorite porn performer William Margold as the voice of the book, intoning in an echo chamber bad advice.
After humping a full-size inflatable sex doll that turns into Victoria Paris, his dream girl, he tries to get it on with neighbors, failing miserably. He throws a party for the apartment building, and the guests have sex while he gets none.
Credited as "Introducing", Alex Jordan provides him and the movie with a saccharine happy ending, totally phony. Their big scene seems improvised and is as badly directed and performed as any I've watched in a long time.
Filmmaker "Connie Barney" is even alternately spelled Barnie in the end credits -no talent whatsoever displayed here.