B. Skow directed the late Chyna's successful porno feature "Backdoor to Chyna" so he and running-on-empty porn label Vivid (how the mighty have fallen) followed up with this horrendous junker. Shot on the cheap, no effort was made in the slightest to mimic the WWF/WWE personalities depicted here.
For example, the untalented Tommy Pistol is embarrassing as announcer Gene Okerfunk, not Okerlund, the only name that is changed. Mean Gene was a fellow with a distinct personality and Tommy doesn't resemble him at all. Like many of the other players he wears a phony mustache that is intentionally cheap and affixed poorly.
Though the BTS short subject showed some wrestling moves, in the film proper all we get is sex, as the 2012 edition of "Fucklemania" pits Chyna against various famous males from the genre, leading up to her hump-off with Ric Flair and Hulk Hogan. This finale is supposedly fixed as Chyna is ordered by her boss to throw the match, as if wrestling were subject to that boxing corruption -it being impervious to fixing in that everything has always been planned ahead and choreographed. But even that idiotic premise is dropped or forgotten by Skow by the time the finale was shot.
This vast takeoff on "Wrestlemania" has the temerity to be staged with no audience. Even in the crummiest B movie or a Joe D'Amato boxing porno movie stock footage or something is used to represent the crowd reaction but Skow eliminates that aspect of the wrestling phenomenon entirely.
Worse, each of the personages just shows up - casting and performances have almost nothing to do with the folks being lampooned. Lee Stone as Vince McMahon has zero resemblance while Lisa Ann is completely wasted as his daughter Stephanie, completely wrong for the part. Seeing Lisa Ann playing second banana to Chyna in a porn film, lamely having lesbian sex with her in threesome with daddy (even the incest angle is uninteresting) is an insult.
Other egregious losers include Ron Jeremy as Capt. Lou Albano (they didn't even pop for a rubber band on his chin), disgusting to watch as he humps ring girl Valerie Kay; Alex Sanders with a crummy wig failing to suggest the great Ric Flair at all; Evan Stone surprisingly unfunny and not even trying as Hulk Hogan - a role one would have thought might have stirred Evan's comedic juices and improv skills; TJ Cummings looking like TJ Cummings rather than Jon Cena; and the late Sledge Hammer merely adding IR to the mix in a rather dumb casting as The Rock. Dying at a young age as a victim of police brutality, Sledge was at least saved from having to watch this clunker.
