Rags 2 Riches

Devoid of creativity, Quasarman's feature plays like an amateur/backyard movie aping those old Hollywood romances of the '30s and '40s. Missing is the charm, talent, and clever dialogue.

Instead we have five mundane XXX scenes set-up by bored actors listlessly reciting dialogue cliches. Bobby Vitale is especially blank as the leading man, a guy given an ultimatum by his wealthy (but mean) dad that he must marry the daughter (beautiful April) of another wealthy magnate (Joel Lawrence, too young for the role) for the sake of the family heritage, in order to inherit when dad (old fart with a big dick Dave Cummings) eventually kicks off.

That means dropping his busty girlfriend Lexxus, which he agrees to do in a New York minute, robbing his character of any sympathetic qualities, and ending viewer involvement in the movie and story early on. Sex action plods along, en route to a fake happy ending, utterly corny and unconvincing. Director Mike Quasar using a stupid psudonym credit ("Zorba Hitchcock") clearly invests zero interest in making the project interesting.

Oddest touch is casting that girl next door ultra-beauty April as a quite unsympathetic character -perhaps the only time in her story/character-driven career. And she has to give old Cummings a blow job, how demeaning!