Portrait of Lust

Eric Edwards is stuck trying to finish his nude painting and can't seem to decide what she will look like. He drifts over to a strip dancer bar to audition a sea of brunettes, but standing out in his bed like a pale seashell is the fantasy ghost of Traci Lords, luring him into the canvass. The performers do pretty well, but the photography in a scene or two is dulled by flat angles zoomed in from one spot. Often the soundtrack is hollow like music playing in the room. Eric seems to be flaccid in scene with Gina Valentino! I don't think that could happen very easy! Traci only has two scenes at her usual best.