Call Me

Wicked Pictures reliance on David Lord for some of its recent content sabotages this Jonathan Morgan Couples Romance feature, as the Lord script is quite poor. Starting premise of phone sex is relied upon as if that could save the project's bacon.

Opening segment is disheartening and pretty much sabotages the whole film. Typecast as a cad/asshole, Jay Smooth is petulant and mean to his beautiful girlfriend Ariana Marie, but deigns to hump her, then abruptly dumps her. She has till the end of the week to move out of his house, as he's going to NYC to take a new job and is tired of her. This is one of the least sympathetic characters in a romantic film I've seen in ages.

With the coaxing of her platonic friend since grade school Lucas Frost, she answers an internet ad for a Roommate Wanted, and moves in with phone sex girl Casey Calvert. What transpires thereafter is boring and predictable, right down to the Frost/Marie clinch at fadeout.

All Morgan delivers is quality sex scenes, hardly justifying the making of a story/character-driven movie in this age of all-sex and gonzo content. Marie and Casey are talented beauties, and Morgan pads out the sexual variety by having big-bust Karlee Grey in the cast as Casey's Sapphic girlfriend plus a fairly extraneous use of big-butt newcomer Skylar Snow as a fantasy visual representation of the erotic blather that Casey recites over the phone to her horny clients.

Besides Smooth's one-note performance, Lucas Frost as the nominal romantic male lead is wooden as usual, a blank space on screen when he's not humping.