The cliche is "nothing succeeds like success", but just as mainstream filmmaking has been severely hurt in recent decades by the supposedly safe practice of grinding out an endless stream of sequels and remakes, so to is Paul Thomas's reputation hurt by this extremely poor followup to his two mega-hit "The Masseuse" movies. Many years after Hyapatia Lee's triumph, later eclipsed by certainly the central film of her career for Jenna Jameson, it seemed inevitable that Vivid Video's new #1 Contract star (and last as the label stopped producing features circa 2014) should inherit the role. It should be noted that PT also made a couple of sequels apart from the remakes that successfully featured Ashlyn Gere and Taylor Hayes.
So we have Savanna Samson included in the title, handy for differentiating one The Masseuse from another. Structure is almost entirely in flashbacks (until the overheated conclusion), with Samson pouring out her life story to her shrink, played by PT himself but not showing his face on screen.
The terrible screenplay is credited to two of PT's finest writers, Raven Touchstone and Tony G, both suffering a severe off-day. It was interesting to note that the production date (usually the end of the process) is listed as November 7, 2008, but the DVD was not released until August 2011, a bad sign indeed.
Our scripters awkwardly mix in several intersecting storylines, centering around an ex-con named Donny, very poorly played by Trent Tesoro in a role that cried out for a better-known, more talented performer. In a Wicked Pictures production it would probably be played by Brendon Miller, the musician who happens to be Stormy Daniels' out-of-the-spotlight husband.
His character clumsily is responsible for most of the plot twists, as out of stir he is being hounded by gangsters (and Euro superstar import studs) Steve Holmes and Chris Charming, who not incidentally bring extremely big dicks to the production.
Savanna is going to college part time to better herself, but making her bread running a high-class massage parlor, supposedly on the up and up. Sex scenes are generated by that borderline between massage therapy and prostitution, with her girls including exotic Persia Pele and voluptuous Holly Sampson going over the line. PT's casting is in error a second time as Sampson is so much like Samson that she could be the understudy, and her sex scenes upstage those of the contract leading lady.
Voodoo has a major role as a troubled soldier about to ship out for combat in Iraq, who becomes involved with both Sampson and Samson, and whose fate is poorly and sentimentally resolved in a stupid voice-over coda to the action. Violent climax involving the principals is poorly staged by PT, utterly ridiculous- and I suspect that had this project been shot on film as a major Vivid production earlier in PT's tenure that finale would not have passed muster for inclusion in the final cut.
