Having watched dozens of the stupid features Robby D. made for Digital Playground in the wake of that label's vast success with "Pirates" and its sequel, I was still unpreprared for the rank incompetence of this one. I suppose it was tagged as a rom-com without the com, and without merit.
The usually wonderful Hillary Scott, not a blonde this time, wastes her time in the lead role of a woman dominated by extremely overbearing Manuel Ferrara, but the intended plot or story line has been omitted by Robby, leaving matters not cryptic but rather all-sex. That is the last refuge of a porn scoundrel -rather than attempting to create a feature film like in days of yore (when Porn was shown in theaters) it's easier to just string explicit sex scenes together and please an undiscriminating 21st Century XXX audience.
So we get five sex scenes, with Hillary doing her specialty of anal sex twice, and the dialog is as pointless as the sum total of nothingness presented. Playground's usual roster of male talent, who seemingly appear over & over in every Robby junker, include James Deen, Scott Nails and Mick Blue, while the femmes are less familiar, such as Euro import Madison Parker.
The opening anal bout for Hillary with Manuel is a show-stopper in the negative sense of that term: Ferrara's extreme misogyny and browbeating of the girl is so distasteful I was tempted to chuck the DVD into the waste bin with eight more reels to go.
The usually wonderful Hillary Scott, not a blonde this time, wastes her time in the lead role of a woman dominated by extremely overbearing Manuel Ferrara, but the intended plot or story line has been omitted by Robby, leaving matters not cryptic but rather all-sex. That is the last refuge of a porn scoundrel -rather than attempting to create a feature film like in days of yore (when Porn was shown in theaters) it's easier to just string explicit sex scenes together and please an undiscriminating 21st Century XXX audience.
So we get five sex scenes, with Hillary doing her specialty of anal sex twice, and the dialog is as pointless as the sum total of nothingness presented. Playground's usual roster of male talent, who seemingly appear over & over in every Robby junker, include James Deen, Scott Nails and Mick Blue, while the femmes are less familiar, such as Euro import Madison Parker.
The opening anal bout for Hillary with Manuel is a show-stopper in the negative sense of that term: Ferrara's extreme misogyny and browbeating of the girl is so distasteful I was tempted to chuck the DVD into the waste bin with eight more reels to go.