The Last House on the Right

Bree Mills takes solo directing credit (partner Craven Moorehead just a producer) for this pair of badly conceived and poorly executed vignettes from the "Pure Taboo" series.

The action and characters are unbelievable from start to finish, in insulting fashion. Title segment has a couple of schoolgirls, Whitney Wright and Eliza Jane, introduced to us after they've done some shoplifting of undergarments from some store, and they head to an abandoned house. A scruffy homeless man is lying unconscious inside, and Whitney decides to take selfies for sexting to her boyfriend (to make him jealous), posing with the stiff.

Homeless guy or squatter if you prefer Chad Alva wakes up and is hopping mad, his cock stiff as a board from Whitney's ministrations. Scene goes downhill from there, with an improbable 3-way sex scene ensuing and running on and on tediously, as Whitney's behavior is utterly ridiculous. Bree caps it off with a stupid ending, straining in vain for some relevance.

The second half of the program is even worse. Dillion Harper is a 20-year old real estate agent having no luck presenting a home as Open House, with auteur Bree Mills herself popping up as a potential buyer in a nothing cameo. Harper's acting is poor, and even worse she steps completely out of character during the required XXX scene. As a creepy buyer who offers to sign on the dotted line if she has sex with him in the master bedroom Codey Steele is totally inept, his acting nonexistent, as he manages to both overdo the creepiness and yet appear wooden at the same time. Shock ending is horrible.

It's a toss-up here which is worse: Bree's half-baked scripts or the "who cares?" direction of the talent.