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Trust Barrett Blade to turn in a lousy feature to Wicked Pictures, this one shortly before he got his dream job cranking out endless material for Bree Mills and Gamma Entertainment in the massage porn vein.
It's one of those no-name cast Wicked releases made during its Contract Talent era, sort of the company's B unit. So we have no Stormy, jessica, Kaylani, Asa or even Samantha Saint to watch here, just an ensemble of talented actresses stuck with lousy material.
Lead is Jessa Rhodes, giving us a chance to see her before she pointlessly had breast augmentation (and phony botoxing of lips). She's to marry the untalented Brad Tyler, who is foolishly convinced by his lawyer buddy Ryan McLane to draft a ridiculous pre-nuptial agreement before tying the knot.
Lame attempt at comedy (no screenwriter is credited) exaggerates the expected misogynist sentiments, typical of porn that assumes its viewership is not only 99% male but hates women. Since this is Wicked Pictures, known for two decades as a provider of Couples Romance content, that is a very stupid premise.
Brad's pals and Jessa's girl friends are thrown into the mix to deliver the requisite five sex scenes, all directed poorly. The least important role goes to Capri Cavanni, shoehorned into the script just as sex filler, so of course she steals the show, merely proving that all the stupid dialog and paper-thin characterizations were irrelevant.
It's one of those no-name cast Wicked releases made during its Contract Talent era, sort of the company's B unit. So we have no Stormy, jessica, Kaylani, Asa or even Samantha Saint to watch here, just an ensemble of talented actresses stuck with lousy material.
Lead is Jessa Rhodes, giving us a chance to see her before she pointlessly had breast augmentation (and phony botoxing of lips). She's to marry the untalented Brad Tyler, who is foolishly convinced by his lawyer buddy Ryan McLane to draft a ridiculous pre-nuptial agreement before tying the knot.
Lame attempt at comedy (no screenwriter is credited) exaggerates the expected misogynist sentiments, typical of porn that assumes its viewership is not only 99% male but hates women. Since this is Wicked Pictures, known for two decades as a provider of Couples Romance content, that is a very stupid premise.
Brad's pals and Jessa's girl friends are thrown into the mix to deliver the requisite five sex scenes, all directed poorly. The least important role goes to Capri Cavanni, shoehorned into the script just as sex filler, so of course she steals the show, merely proving that all the stupid dialog and paper-thin characterizations were irrelevant.