There's nothing I would call bad in this movie, but there's also nothing good, and most barely manages to get to mediocre. There are some interesting tweaks, I suppose (after the first sex scene is with his work lover, Johnny Rey calls up his pal (Karen Dior's alter ego, Rick Van), who offers advice, but is mostly there to yank it to a couple he's watching from his balcony. This is the first of two consecutive sex scenes with Mo Rivers (one of them on a videotape lonely wife Sharon Kane watches - he certainly got around in this film's universe), and two is too many, as your mind ends up wandering to whether he's going to manage to finish the job. The last scene is another feather in the cap only worn in this genre, where Kane, rather than being disturbed over being cheated on, is satisfied over her husband asserting that he still wants her too, and is turned on by the male/male aspect. This leads to the inevitable threesome, which Sharon gives her all to (the guys aren't bad either), although I imagine she'd already done many more memorable scenes in this capacity.
By this point, Sharon had invested more and more time in the music aspect of her career, which may be the reason why time is given over to Chi Chi (as Sharon's sister) and Jackie Beat giving an operatic performance of a song called "I Think He's Gay." Sample lyrics are along the lines of: "When playing frisbee his wrist seems unattached/why do his clothes all match/I wish he'd eat my...." You can fill that last one in yourself. As a very brief bitching session between Chi Chi and Rey is one of the other highlights of the movie, they might have been better off increasing the camp and cutting one of the middle sex scenes. I think even spank devotees might have understood.
