Skin-Mag Confidential

Mainly MOS, with dialog dubbed in sloppily, SKIN-MAG CONFIDENTIAL is not the insider secrets film promised by its title but rather just another hardcore skin-flick.

The hero looks just like John Stagliano (hairy chest and all), though IMDb experts maintain it's a different actor. Whoever gets a job in a skin mag's shipping department, typing mailing labels (or not surprisingly, jerking off during free moments at his desk).

Lovely porn starlet Tricia Opal is humping at home when a magazine arrives through their mail slot (extremely lame transition/connection between scenes). Jump-cut to the divine Tina Smith, not wearing her trademark glasses, having a lesbian connection with lovely Dalana Bissonnette -they're joined by a guy for a threesome.

Next sex scene has a couple posing on a noisy, crinkly paper set for a photographer, and all these individual scenes are mixed and matched via random editing. The Johnny Stag lookalike is caught beating off by his femme boss, who says (would you believe?): "Here, let me help you with that" and she blows him. At this point you can hear the film's director whispering instructions to them.

There's a succession of money shots as each of these scenes finally comes to an end, and the film itself just peters out. I couldn't classify this as a storyline film, more like bloated loops strung together.