By a weird coincidence, my random perusal of turn of this century Adult features turned up two Justin Sterling features in a row: working as cameraman on the awful Wicked picture "Crazy Like a Fox", and pseudonymously directing this lame effort for Jill Kelly Prods. Hopefully I'll be able to steer clear of this hack's work for a while.
Title refers to a new book being hawked by handsome author Dale DaBone, who immediately turns on at long distance heroine Rebecca Lord, first seen masturbating in her car to his dulcet tones as he's interviewed on the radio, and later enthralled by a TV interview with him while chatting with her BFFs Syren and Alexandra Nice.
Most of the sex scenes are merely illustrated scenes from his book, and all of them pointless. Sterling, whose fake moniker is spelled both Santagelo and more properly Santangelo on various screen credits here, has penned an awful script that goes nowhere and stays there. At one point DaBone on TV launches into a lengthy anecdote about a girl he once met, and it turns out to be a shaggy-dog story -they failed to hookup, so no illustrated porn scene for us to watch. Boo- hoo!
What we do get to watch is dreadful dialog and some acceptably mechanical humping scenes, notably by Syren, who's paired with Evan Stone's big dick in one of those scenes Stone likes to mock ("I played a workman redecorating her house").
The theme Sterling presumes to present to us is that women, just like men, can enjoy casual sex encounters without any commitment. Duh. This guy apparently thinks he's the next Kinsey or Masters in breakthroughs concerning sexual research.
Other actresses whose work I usually revere, especially Alexa Rae, are merely punching their cards here en route to the paymaster. Truly an uninspired junker.
Title refers to a new book being hawked by handsome author Dale DaBone, who immediately turns on at long distance heroine Rebecca Lord, first seen masturbating in her car to his dulcet tones as he's interviewed on the radio, and later enthralled by a TV interview with him while chatting with her BFFs Syren and Alexandra Nice.
Most of the sex scenes are merely illustrated scenes from his book, and all of them pointless. Sterling, whose fake moniker is spelled both Santagelo and more properly Santangelo on various screen credits here, has penned an awful script that goes nowhere and stays there. At one point DaBone on TV launches into a lengthy anecdote about a girl he once met, and it turns out to be a shaggy-dog story -they failed to hookup, so no illustrated porn scene for us to watch. Boo- hoo!
What we do get to watch is dreadful dialog and some acceptably mechanical humping scenes, notably by Syren, who's paired with Evan Stone's big dick in one of those scenes Stone likes to mock ("I played a workman redecorating her house").
The theme Sterling presumes to present to us is that women, just like men, can enjoy casual sex encounters without any commitment. Duh. This guy apparently thinks he's the next Kinsey or Masters in breakthroughs concerning sexual research.
Other actresses whose work I usually revere, especially Alexa Rae, are merely punching their cards here en route to the paymaster. Truly an uninspired junker.