An awkward film structure and poor attempt at comic relief sinks this potentially satisfying Sunny McKay vehicle. She deserved better.
Sunny plays a therapist named Dr. Casey, who is quite bored with her daily routine (as is the viewer no doubt): jogging every morning in a spandex outfit, taking a sexy shower, and then dressing quite plain (replete with glasses) almost as a disguise to be the therapist. For some reason known only to writer Duck Dumont and hack director Pete Anglish, a parade of a dozen cameo players keep visiting Dr. Casey, each with a weird (but boring character). Some are famous, like Britt Morgan, and others are random crew members. It kills time and that's all.
Among legitimate patients, Nina Hartley steals the show as April who has many different personalities in her body. The joke is that each one of them has a different last name, not the different set of first names that is standard in such movies. In flashback we get hot scenes including ultra-busty Chessie Moore as her sister, plus Nina in a jail-cell threesome with Don Fernando and Jake Steed.
Steed returns later in the movie as a fellow therapist Dr. Lawrence for another interracial hump with Sunny. Another highlight has Sunny, her receptionist Heather Sinclair and Nina.
It's all rather self-indulgent, with Sunny's real-life spouse Bruce McKay showing up in a nothing role.
