I looked forward to this Paul Thomas/Raven Touchstone collaboration, made back in the 35mm, "real movies" era at Vivid. Alas, it's overwrought and trite, and even wastes the talents of all-time great Sharon Kane.
For some reason, PT thought it might be fun to let Ms. Kane chew the scenery and otherwise create a mean old mom, better suited to late in career Bette Davis or even Jane Fonda for that matter. Once the thrill of seeing Kane at age 45 given a leading (and sexual) role in a major picture (as opposed to the low-end tranny and bisexual videos she was cranking out by then) wears off, one is stuck with her way overacting and throwing Touchstone's story out of balance.
You see, her son Michael J. Cox has fallen for a girl from the other side of the tracks, lovely Ava Vincent. While daddy (inevitably cast Michael "I'm horny" Horner) is copasetic with Cox's wish to marry her, ma Kane puts her foot down and will have none of it.
Touchstone's rather elaborate intertwining of the characters in her script was a good notion, lost in translation to the screen by PT (clearly on an off-day here). Rebecca Bardoux plays Ava's mom and works for tycoon Horner, who owns an underwear factory. She is not only Horner's old flame but is still having sex (separately) with both him and son Cox. Meanwhile Kane is humping her new male briefs model Dale DaBone and even hires him to seduce Ava in order to get her out of son Cox's hair.
Plenty of old-school concise sex scenes are trotted out by PT, with Bardoux handling the anal sex quotient. DaBone gets to show off two of his many skills, motorcycle expertise and even a very fine drum solo - why this guy never crossed over into a mainstream acting career would be a mystery, except we know the stigma attached to doing porn.
The long feature looks and often plays like a real film, but is way too corny to have been produced by any major mainstream company (without the explicit sex, of course). I'm glad I stuck around to the bitter end, because watching Kane's character come apart raised the camp level through the ceiling.
In the BTS short subject for another movie ("Les Bitches") Thomas cops to having made this feature inspired by "Jamon Jamon", the Bigas Luna classic with basically the same story line, that propelled a very young Penelope Cruz to international stardom.
Oh by the way, this was packaged and released as a Briana Banks (Vivid contract superstar) vehicle, but Ava is the title character and BB has a very minor role has her friend. The mainstream counterpart would be advertising some '40s film of Katharine Hepburn or Claudette Colbert as an Eve Arden picture just because she tags along and gets off the best wise-cracks. Here Banks scores with a different set of cracks, but is irrelevant story-wise.
For some reason, PT thought it might be fun to let Ms. Kane chew the scenery and otherwise create a mean old mom, better suited to late in career Bette Davis or even Jane Fonda for that matter. Once the thrill of seeing Kane at age 45 given a leading (and sexual) role in a major picture (as opposed to the low-end tranny and bisexual videos she was cranking out by then) wears off, one is stuck with her way overacting and throwing Touchstone's story out of balance.
You see, her son Michael J. Cox has fallen for a girl from the other side of the tracks, lovely Ava Vincent. While daddy (inevitably cast Michael "I'm horny" Horner) is copasetic with Cox's wish to marry her, ma Kane puts her foot down and will have none of it.
Touchstone's rather elaborate intertwining of the characters in her script was a good notion, lost in translation to the screen by PT (clearly on an off-day here). Rebecca Bardoux plays Ava's mom and works for tycoon Horner, who owns an underwear factory. She is not only Horner's old flame but is still having sex (separately) with both him and son Cox. Meanwhile Kane is humping her new male briefs model Dale DaBone and even hires him to seduce Ava in order to get her out of son Cox's hair.
Plenty of old-school concise sex scenes are trotted out by PT, with Bardoux handling the anal sex quotient. DaBone gets to show off two of his many skills, motorcycle expertise and even a very fine drum solo - why this guy never crossed over into a mainstream acting career would be a mystery, except we know the stigma attached to doing porn.
The long feature looks and often plays like a real film, but is way too corny to have been produced by any major mainstream company (without the explicit sex, of course). I'm glad I stuck around to the bitter end, because watching Kane's character come apart raised the camp level through the ceiling.
In the BTS short subject for another movie ("Les Bitches") Thomas cops to having made this feature inspired by "Jamon Jamon", the Bigas Luna classic with basically the same story line, that propelled a very young Penelope Cruz to international stardom.
Oh by the way, this was packaged and released as a Briana Banks (Vivid contract superstar) vehicle, but Ava is the title character and BB has a very minor role has her friend. The mainstream counterpart would be advertising some '40s film of Katharine Hepburn or Claudette Colbert as an Eve Arden picture just because she tags along and gets off the best wise-cracks. Here Banks scores with a different set of cracks, but is irrelevant story-wise.