A silly Vivid comedy with Jamie Summers, this is frivolous, lightweight porn, pretty much dated.
Paul Thomas hogs many credits but leaves direction to "Jackson St. Louis" alias Henri Pachard a/k/a Ron Sullivan. The starry cast does a good job, namely Tom Byron as Jamie's philandering husband, Nikki Knights in butch clothing but all-sexy girl in lingerie and especially Shanna McCullough, delivering tough-guy dialogue quite well as private eye Samantha Spade.
The sex makes up for Thomas's bland scripting, with the story material never generating much interest. Mike Horner does a cliche role as a fake guru left over from the Sixties, and Joey Silvera pops up pointlessly as a police detective.
Paul Thomas hogs many credits but leaves direction to "Jackson St. Louis" alias Henri Pachard a/k/a Ron Sullivan. The starry cast does a good job, namely Tom Byron as Jamie's philandering husband, Nikki Knights in butch clothing but all-sexy girl in lingerie and especially Shanna McCullough, delivering tough-guy dialogue quite well as private eye Samantha Spade.
The sex makes up for Thomas's bland scripting, with the story material never generating much interest. Mike Horner does a cliche role as a fake guru left over from the Sixties, and Joey Silvera pops up pointlessly as a police detective.