Big Bottom Sadie

Big Bottom Sadie, the new Patrick Collins picture and the purported "Biggest Feature In Elegant Angel History," certainly succeeds on some basic level. Most of the performances are impressive, and the photography is quite good. Even the dialogue has a certain rough appeal.

However, the storyline itself (a frigid young woman goes into therapy and becomes a nymphomaniac) holds the movie to a rather limited scope, making the build-up to a few scenes seem somewhat forced and awkward. For instance: Patients in group therapy for sex addiction tell their stories, and each story becomes a sex scene, but the concepts for their exploits translate poorly to the standard porno conventions. One woman's hitch-hiking adventure is summed up in a threesome on a pool table. What does pool have to do with hitch-hiking? Wouldn't a car have worked better? It isn't that there was anything wrong with the scene itself, but it simply doesn't fit into its place in the script. The pool table is fine, but only if you leave out the whole hitch-hiking idea.

Collins and Cypher also try to fit in as much "light kink" as they can. This results in an auto-erotic asphyxiation incident, which the heroine refers to as "auto erotica." That sort of leaves out the whole choking thing, doesn't it? Misinformation is usually not something you have to worry about in a porno. The later B&D scene (referred to as "bondage class," which reminds me of the fisting jokes in The Notorious C.H.O.) seems a little out of place, and I'll be honest: I thought it was kind of gross.

Don't get me wrong. It isn't a bad movie. It's just a little flawed.

One more thing. I know it's been said before, but doesn't it seem like group therapy isn't really the right treatment for sex addiction?