14 April 2015 | augustian
For fans of Hiapatia Lee, this film could be the last film in which she appears naturally. By the time she made The Masseuse the following year she had obviously had breast enhancements although whoever did the work did a fantastic job. Anyway, in this film she plays the domineering and unfaithful wife of Jon Dough. Jon escapes into a fantasy world in which he imagines himself having sex with the women he meets in the course of his work as a photographer.
The problem with this film as with a great many others of this sort, is that while the cast and crew concentrate on the sex, they forget about sexiness. Take the scene with April West (I think it is her with Jon) for example; the sex looks great but with her high heels and short skirt, she shows us a fantastic pair of legs, but she is constantly being obscured by Jon as he goes into his role of photographer. This scene could have been so much sexier if the director had moved his camera to a different angle so we could get a better look at April's legs.
Another good scene is the threesome featuring Randy Spears, Nina Deponca and (I think) Cheri Taylor. Here again, the film would have been sexier if we could have lingered a while longer on those well-toned legs (a bit more foreplay as well perhaps?) before getting on with the sex. I have often thought that while these people may know how to make a sex film, they have little idea how to make a sexy film.