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    I have yet to see a worthwhile Celebrity Sex Tape from local distrib Vivid, and France's leading pornographer Marc Dorcel rather foolishly entered the fray with MY SISTER AND ME, stumbling badly at the starting gate. This awkward and painful to watch vehicle for a couple of sisters who apparently scandalized Montreal just reinforces the old saw about making something of a sow's ear.

    The crudity of the domestic videos in this genre, say Kardashian or Pam Anderson, has bothered me -why not put together a classy product derived from notoriety? Is the gimmick of "forbidden amateur tape" so important? Well, I've learned my lesson because Dorcel gives the Lane Sisters (ouch! -couldn't be further from those famous actresses of Warner Bros. films in the '40s) a degree if glamor and lovely Parisian backdrops, but the result is just as crappy as a homemade video.

    Story premise is weak: the gals awaiting $C33 million in inheritance from their recently deceased dad are lured to Paris by a mystery woman Liza Del Sierra (hardly a mystery to porn fans) on the pretense of completing a Reality TV Series project begun by their father. Her ulterior motives are revealed in the final reel -suffice it to say the gals are swindled out of the Canadian moolah and end up performing in porn features for a living. Yeah, like this one - a circular argument if ever there was one.

    There are many cameos, especially non-sex, by beautiful people as well as sleaze-balls, but the net result is neither up to the standards of Dorcel's lush storyline films nor packed with eroticism like his gonzo efforts. What the fans get is a supposedly vicarious thrill of peeking at celebrities brought down to "our level", a huckster's ploy that surely fails when the celebrities in question are such utter nonentities as Shana and Roxy Lane.

    My careful watching of this crud did permit me to differentiate between the siblings: Shana is the toothy one, in the tradition of the original Anglo superstar in France, Jane Birkin. Both participate in down & dirty sex, but in the film's set-piece, a racist exhibition where Dorcel superstar Anna Polina shoots a video (supposedly an audition) styled as a dominatrix servicing two African guys whose roles reminded me of the mindless racism of Joe D'Amato in any of his meet-the-savages Caribbean porno epics starring Mark Shannon. The sisters watch Polina in action and merely look bored, not shocked or turned on. I could see why.

    Auteur Pascal Lucas emerges as one of the least talented directors in Dorcel's stable , and this sludge even presents a co-director credit to another no-talent schlub, John Waxxxxxxxx (IMDb wisely only lets him have one x to a customer).