The more one sees of these almost-porn erotica films, the more predictable they are. Basically, plot is of the same nature -- a mystery of some kind is always the prerequisite. And so too are the appearances of surgically enhanced breasts (I won't say who's -- it's no mystery!) along with amateurish-porn-like sex scenes that reveal everything the women have to offer but stop short of everything the man has to offer. (A nice way of drawing the line between erotica and XXX.)
"Erotic Possessions" is about one woman's (Shauna O'Brien) odyssey that begins one night while watching an old movie. The sexy siren in it (the underappreciated Griffin Drew) surfaces in O'Brien's dreams, and becomes a major, threatening nightmare shortly after, seducing O'Brien and everyone she cares about.
During this film, we get to see excessive sexual escapades between O'Brien and boyfriend John Smith (or Jonathan Smith or Jarrod Carrey or whoever) and a partner-swapping display between O'Brien and best friend Amber Newman's boyfriend Jay Stewart (or Jason Schnuit or Jason Stewart or -- sometimes these name changes are infinitely more entertaining than anything onscreen). And we get to see Smith and Newman together too. And O'Brien and Newman, even. And O'Brien with Drew. And Drew with Newman. And Drew and Smith.
Let's just say that when a 80- to 90-minute film involves, roughly guessing here, 6 to 8 sex scenes, you know that what the film's title says isn't necessarily what the film is truly about. And let us also confess that what the film's title suggests, and what the description of the film states, is not necessarily the reason regarding why we're willing to watch.
"Erotic Possessions" is about one woman's (Shauna O'Brien) odyssey that begins one night while watching an old movie. The sexy siren in it (the underappreciated Griffin Drew) surfaces in O'Brien's dreams, and becomes a major, threatening nightmare shortly after, seducing O'Brien and everyone she cares about.
During this film, we get to see excessive sexual escapades between O'Brien and boyfriend John Smith (or Jonathan Smith or Jarrod Carrey or whoever) and a partner-swapping display between O'Brien and best friend Amber Newman's boyfriend Jay Stewart (or Jason Schnuit or Jason Stewart or -- sometimes these name changes are infinitely more entertaining than anything onscreen). And we get to see Smith and Newman together too. And O'Brien and Newman, even. And O'Brien with Drew. And Drew with Newman. And Drew and Smith.
Let's just say that when a 80- to 90-minute film involves, roughly guessing here, 6 to 8 sex scenes, you know that what the film's title says isn't necessarily what the film is truly about. And let us also confess that what the film's title suggests, and what the description of the film states, is not necessarily the reason regarding why we're willing to watch.