A sloppy production hurts this tale of grifters, okay in the sex department fortunately for fans.
The con is being orchestrated by Kylie Ireland and Marc Wallice, targeting petty gangster Steve Hatcher, credited here under his original stage name Jake Williams.
He has a clandestine casino in apparently the Roaring Twenties, though the production quite poorly fails to have costumes, hair styles or even one token auto that could conceivably fit that time frame. Even the music from Greg Steele goes from oldtimey sounds to more modern jazz.
Steele on the payroll means Brad Armstrong cannot be far behind, here cast as Steve's right-hand man, who happens also to be planning to scam his boss with the aid of Steve's gangster moll Tina Tyler.
After some roulette, movie builds to a very corny scene of customer Wallice goading Steve into a hand of 5-card showdown. His bet: Kylie, with Steve putting up $15,000 from his casino's till. At this point director Toni English took more than a lunch break, as a lenghty sex threesome of Kylie, Steve and Colt Steele is inserted out of nowhere, completely contradicting the notion that Steve is playing in order to win sexual servicing from Kylie.
A fast succession of plot twists get us to a happy ending and another threesome.
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