I had enjoyed a similar and far better-known porn film named ENSANADA PICKUP, but this trip south is a bummer.
The editing, progression of storyline and even simple transitions back and forth between distant locations are all botched, making what should be a simple action/porn film needlessly confusing. Story deals with several secret agents, a human trafficking operation and throws in a ridiculous caricature of a Goombah mobster eating in a spaghetti house that would have had the Italian-American Anti- Defamation League up in arms if they were allowed to bear arms.
The film's structure is really botched, with the inclusion of a framing story of a couple in bed that puts everything into flashback mode to no purpose. This is hardly a stumbling block nowadays since most TV shows and many movies routinely shred and re-assemble a story's time frame in search of suspense and foreshadowing. (I blame "Lost" for popularizing this trick.)
OK location footage gives the patina of a "real film" but is wasted due to the clumsy direction of even the simplest action scenes. At one point the bad guy Juan Lopez, very broadly played as a Mexican stereotype by busy soft-core porn actor Gerard Broulard, is stuffing three (count 'em, three!) kidnapped girls into a single auto trunk for transport and I'll be damned if I can figure out how they managed to fit. Camera-work is lousy, so when they're pulled out later, surprisingly intact, it reminded me of those old Clown Car gags featured in a circus.
Sex scenes are boring, especially Broulard's soft-core manhandling his trio of captured women in almost a parody of what low-rent pornographers thought might appeal to a "rough" crowd.
The editing, progression of storyline and even simple transitions back and forth between distant locations are all botched, making what should be a simple action/porn film needlessly confusing. Story deals with several secret agents, a human trafficking operation and throws in a ridiculous caricature of a Goombah mobster eating in a spaghetti house that would have had the Italian-American Anti- Defamation League up in arms if they were allowed to bear arms.
The film's structure is really botched, with the inclusion of a framing story of a couple in bed that puts everything into flashback mode to no purpose. This is hardly a stumbling block nowadays since most TV shows and many movies routinely shred and re-assemble a story's time frame in search of suspense and foreshadowing. (I blame "Lost" for popularizing this trick.)
OK location footage gives the patina of a "real film" but is wasted due to the clumsy direction of even the simplest action scenes. At one point the bad guy Juan Lopez, very broadly played as a Mexican stereotype by busy soft-core porn actor Gerard Broulard, is stuffing three (count 'em, three!) kidnapped girls into a single auto trunk for transport and I'll be damned if I can figure out how they managed to fit. Camera-work is lousy, so when they're pulled out later, surprisingly intact, it reminded me of those old Clown Car gags featured in a circus.
Sex scenes are boring, especially Broulard's soft-core manhandling his trio of captured women in almost a parody of what low-rent pornographers thought might appeal to a "rough" crowd.