Trust Cash Markman/Mark Cushman to foist an ersatz film noir on the Adult Cinema public, a format he often attempts in his quest to crank out the most (bad) scripts in porn history. His record is safe, because in recent years the lion's share of Adult videos have dispensed with screenplays altogether.
This one tries for a fantasy mode, and fails miserably, as even the reliable craftsman of a director Jim Enright seems to have fallen asleep at the wheel. And sleepwalking through the central role as a private dick is Peter North, still able to leap... well, he's no superhero but certainly super in dispensing the maximum quantity of spunk, as in the opening sex scene where ultra-busty hooker Holly Body receives perhaps half a liter of cum on her breasts in return for a $100 a pop price tag for her services.
Jenna Jameson is his innocent-looking client clad in white, who's been charged with the murder of her husband Tony Tedeschi. Overwritten script offers tons of expository dialog and numerous flashbacks, but never delivers any excitement, as even violence and murder are left off-screen. The gimmick of both leads being reincarnated 50 years later to live out basically the same melodramatics is ridiculous and listlessly presented.
Best segment is a black and white sex scene in a bar after hours starring a young Steven St. Croix as Tedeschi's counterpart back in 1946. Lovely import Sophia Ferrari has a turn as a fortune teller who gets to hump Wicked's stalwart player Jonathan Morgan.
Best thing about the picture is the styling for Jenna in a dual role, getting to look both natural and glamorous. But there's no oomph in a project that puts verbal exposition over action (it's cheaper to stage).
