An unheralded little movie, this one benefits mightily by casting: Celeste as heroine and Ariana as femme fatale in a tricky neo-noir. For once, I have to recognize a fine screenplay by Cash Markman.
With voice-over narration by Colt Steele, playing Celeste's clueless husband, the story unfolds mainly in standard fashion, as hard-up financially couple Colt & Celeste take in mysterious Ariana as a boarder, and soon both of them are suspicious of her. Colt gets the first clue something's amiss when Ariana pulls a Sharon Stone move, uncrossing her legs to shoot a hairy beaver at Colt's unwavering gaze.
He manages to resist her seductiveness though his knowing narration keeps indicating that he's on the verge of succumbing. One night they catch her having a man over -it's (her real-life husband) Luc Wylder, who humps Ariana by the fireplace in a literally hot scene.
An interesting period style touch is that except for Rocco Siffredi, who has a minor role humping Melissa Hill in a sex video the principals watch, the male players all boast lion's manes of shoulder length haircuts. This look renders Luc nearly unrecognizable.
As the story unfolds their are a couple of key clues that are wonderfully resolved in the final reel for a pretty good surprise ending. That ending would be much better if the filmmakers, led by director Toni English (aka Kelly Holland) hadn't resorted to the usual come-on of a sex highlights montage at the movie's opening that telegraphs what's to come.
