Opening scene set in a restaurant with Samantha Fox shooting the breeze with Frank James frightened me into thinking I'd be watching a porn retread of Louis Malle's DINNER WITH ANDRE. What followed was far worse, a slipshod shot-on-video hour of filler.
It's video junk like this which undoubtedly drove Fox and many others out of the adult cinema biz, the quality they were used to in the '70s (when shooting on film with decent schedules) having evaporated. There's no director credit on DINNER, for good reason.
Slim and often contradictory plot line has Sam hankering to buy and run a restaurant of her own, while callous hubby Bobby Astyr rejects the idea, citing previous stillborn brainstorms of hers. Little does she know that he's plotting to take all their money and split (by bus, it is emphasized) with girl friend Gina Martell. A later plot twist was botched and didn't fly, with the video ending quite abruptly (on a cum shot) with any still-awake viewer left hanging.
Production elements, including the videography and sound recording, are unprofessional, and the cast is clearly bored. Even from an archival completeness point-of-view this junker might as well be destroyed with zero loss to anyone.
