Brit Porn icon Poppy Morgan fronts this ill-advised fake white-coater from the usually reliable and accomplished Italian filmmaker Antonio Adamo. I suspect she got the job because she can speak the Queen's English, while the rest of the cast perform in the pidgin English favored in so many of Private's videos, as the ancient Adult label attempts to find worldwide crossover audiences.
Poppy and Spanish porn stud Olivier Sanchez sort of portray sex therapists running a retreat where certified sex addicts gather like AA members to admit their failings and try to be cured of the nasty habit of humping like rabbits all day long with whoever is available. Instead of real people (for a pro-am session of porn) we have familiar Adult talent pretending to be real, notably George Uhl, a favorite in Adamo's troupe who soon after was immortalized as Caesar in Adamo's daring! Media trilogy "Roma".
The improvised dialog is terrible, the mainly outdoor sex mechanical and the central premise that rather than curing these people Poppy merely indulges and amplifies their cravings proves to be asinine. It's all an excuse for six sex scenes in which the girls stare at the camera, an Adamo trademark that gets old in a hurry. Claudia Rossi lends superstar prowess to the show, but its series of d.p.'s, anal sex and atm action performed bareback is tedious and highly repetitive. Already having transitioned to featured roles in American films, Poppy's presence here is a step backwards in her career.
Poppy and Spanish porn stud Olivier Sanchez sort of portray sex therapists running a retreat where certified sex addicts gather like AA members to admit their failings and try to be cured of the nasty habit of humping like rabbits all day long with whoever is available. Instead of real people (for a pro-am session of porn) we have familiar Adult talent pretending to be real, notably George Uhl, a favorite in Adamo's troupe who soon after was immortalized as Caesar in Adamo's daring! Media trilogy "Roma".
The improvised dialog is terrible, the mainly outdoor sex mechanical and the central premise that rather than curing these people Poppy merely indulges and amplifies their cravings proves to be asinine. It's all an excuse for six sex scenes in which the girls stare at the camera, an Adamo trademark that gets old in a hurry. Claudia Rossi lends superstar prowess to the show, but its series of d.p.'s, anal sex and atm action performed bareback is tedious and highly repetitive. Already having transitioned to featured roles in American films, Poppy's presence here is a step backwards in her career.