One of those movies from the mid-period of what they call "The Golden Age" of porn, which bears all the trademarks of it's time. Strong story, good acting, high production values and slick camerawork adorn this steamy Summer drama which forever engraved director Anthony Spinelli's name on the XXX wall of fame!
The plot follows the adventures of Jack (John Leslie) and Lenny (Richard Pacheco), two close friends who couldn't be more different if they tried. Jack is a first-class ladies man, a smooth, silver-tongued hustler who can, and often does, charm his way into the pants of any woman he meets. Lenny is the polar opposite - awkward, nerdy and mentally very slow, he has neither Jack's physical charisma nor his sharp, quick-talking wit, thus often ends up feeling dejected and worthless while Jack swans off with his flavour of the week girlfriends. One day, they see blonde stunner Marlene (Jessie St James) walking along the beach and Lenny bets Jack that he can't go from meeting her to sleeping with her in under three days. Jack, confident in his own abilities, takes that bet and begins plotting ways of achieving his nefarious ends.
There are innumerable subplots going on throughout all this, a couple of which are slightly implausible and occasionally lend the film an unwelcome episodic feel, but it's strung together admirably by John Leslie's tour-de-force, utterly engaging performance as Jack and the seriously hot, legendary sex scenes that feature some of the most gorgeous and talented women of late 70's porn. Juliet Anderson plays a flirty estate agent who gets it on with Leslie in easily one of the most passionate, exciting scenes of the era. Both partners are loaded with energy and put across believably enthusisatic performances. Of course, the famous scene is the one between Leslie and Jessie St James in which she breathlessly utters those classic lines in the title and, naturally, it stands up to all you've heard about it.
The plot is extremely well done for porn-there's not too much and not too little. Thought and effort has been put into the character development, yet the sex doesn't feel shortchanged. The dirty talk is lightly risqué, not degrading.
The casting is also flawless. John Leslie is perfect as an oversexed scoundrel. Richard Pacheco is perfect as his sweet but slow-witted friend. Jesie St. James is perfect as a young and somewhat frustrated wife.
And so on. No one seems out of place, and the lead performers in particular put a lot of practice and polish into their lines. At one point, John does a hilarious impression of Jimmy Stewart that cracks me up.
