Cash Markman is well-known for his unfunny attempts at comedy, but here he provides an unthrilling erotic thriller. Dull dialogue, highly predictable plot twists and even poor acting spell a stinker.
Teri Weigel is cast as the femme fatale replete with a blonde wig that doesn't suit her at all. Her obscene phone call one night supposedly entraps and obsesses married man Randy Spears, setting off a phony, contrived series of boring events. Spears narrates in film noir fashion, but since this is meant to be "serious" his voice-over and all the dialogue is uninteresting, not satirical.
He's being duped by somebody he knows, but there's no mystery at all as Cash doesn't even write more than one suspect into his script. Randy is a sourpuss throughout, as boring as can be, just walking through the entire movie only to get his required "cum on her feet" climax.
All the women in the cast have really big boobs, obviously the show's sole selling point. Weigel delivers her incredibly annoying loud screams during sex, and delivers her lines poorly - zero nuance. She's all bad, and so's the movie. Two decades later, the constant appearance of condoms here is quite a drag to watch.
