Miles' Rating:

Starring: Jonathan Morgan's comedic timing and Kylie Ireland's simmering sexuality come together in this semi-serious tale of an author of porn novels whose new book is being released under the pseudonym Jennifer Whett. That means an actress, Ireland, must be hired to play Jennifer with Morgan coaching from the sidelines. Complicating matter: Kylie is also a hooker Morgan has recently screwed. Can the two, who once reduced each other to a business transaction, see each other as equals?

Wesley Emerson does a solid job bringing this somewhat contrived tale to life by focusing on his two leads's solid acting abilities. We knew Morgan could do this; Kylie is the revelation.

The film never lacks for hard-edged sexuality. During thier first session, Morgan rips open Kylie's butthole and delivers a sloppy facial. The disappointmet is that not all the sex scenes are as easily incorporated into the plot. Morgan, like all writers, lets his fantasies run wild. So on their radio show tour Morgan imagines Renee LaRue and Chris Cannon doing it, then Kylie devouring Keri Windsor's pussy.

The best moment: Kylie, acting on her drive to sell her sex, gives Ian Daniels and Michael J. Cox a steamy screw, which so angers Morgan he buys Olivia. You know you really care for someone when you hump someone else is revenge.

That leads to a cynical ending that is somewhat of a letdown, though far more realistic.

Overall, it's an 8. If the plot had been fleshed out a little better, this could have been a classic.

Posted By Miles, www.excaliburfilms.com | 10/12/06 1:58 PM