Pleasure Productions

Rating: 5 Rolling Like a Freight Train Nuts

First of all, there is no way we need an unnecessarily bizarre Jimmy Buffet/Rupert Holmes/Christopher Cross porn tune. I don’t need to explain myself here. I think you know what the fuck I’m talking about.

What we do need is more porn queens with tobacco riddled voices getting their toys on by the pool. Bikini lines, thy name is Art. Lee Anderson, I am your new cabana boy. Call me “RA-MOAN.” But what a beautiful vulture, so tight in her Hollywood stitches. I was reminded of Alien Resurrection for some reason, the calculating beast teaching her brood how to do awful things with their teeth. But damn the luck! This would be so much better on hallucinogens. Even the music is Ecstasy come down electronica. Magnificent camera work, and totally pro lighting. And Ms. Lee’s chickens are so comely, so ‘I wish they all could be California girls.’ Jesus, yes. L.S.D., the Beach Boys and this viddy on the roof of the Embassy. Brilliant.—THE ARGENTINE

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