I'm a Confessions lover, yes. This second installment has just what you expect: Many Saucy hotties exposing their goods, and much laughter intermittently, courtesy of the bumbling Timmy Lea, that our unexceptional Askwith, plays it down to the T. He was born for this role. That's it. From the very start, he gets himself in strife, where as a window cleaner, he is doing a married woman, where husband comes home, and you can guess what happens. Finding a new career path, him and his enterprising brother in law, Sid (the much charming Booth) come across a fake rock band, and sigh em' up, Sid, the manager, Askwith, the promoter. Check out the lead's frizzy hair, the in thing those days. Hey all you need is that get up, and someone else's deafening singing voice, playing in the background on tape, and you've got one sweet set up. Though really, we wanna see what chaos our clumsy klutz, Askwith, will cause next, and like Alvin Purple, here's another enigma, to why hotties fall at his feet. He is Mick Jaggerish looking, one young, extra hot hottie/groupie, believing he is Mick Jagger. These two wind up in trouble, while horsieng around, one could say. Even if you're from a rock band, you'll laugh and identify, with this lightweight adult romp. Two of my favorite scenes are humping ones, that steal the movie. Too I guess it's kind of sexy to see drummer, Askwith, wearing just a dress, and the wheels are turning in your head to where his normal attire went. I loved the band's name. Kind of fishy. What I love too or respect about these Confessions films, are family time, shed, where Askwith's father Bill Maynard is classic as the grumpy hoarder. I can identify very much with these characters and the others of the Lea household. If nudity's your thing and you like laughs, you'll like this adult frolic caper, where if a Confessions fan, that is advantageous. Much an improvement on the first weak outing.
