Yet another poster child for the corrupt nature of the Adult Industry's awards set-up, this very poorly executed attempt to cash in on Lucas/Spielberg's hit franchise got 12 AVN noms. Punchline is that its untalented filmmaker Ethan Kane (apparently a darling of the AVN) ended his career at this point rather than capitalizing on such praise, retiring from porn at the tender age of 24 if you believe IMDb bio stats.
One of Adam & Eve's "prestige" productions, it stars Ava Rose, whose performance as daughter of Indiana Jones is pathetic -poor line readings, indifferent sex scenes and zero screen presence. Kane has basically delivered an imitation of a Euro Porn film, specifically resembling the various large-scale Private Media productions of a decade back, with his European players -notably uber-sexy Roxy Panther, far outclassing the Chatsworth talent flown to Europe like Ava and co-star Bree Olson (equipped with a lousy Southern accent as some Dukes of Hazzard type shoe-horned into the script).
It's a long and dreary slog en route to the final reel appearance of dad Indy, hardly reminiscent of Harrison Ford and equipped with a thick accent hardly appropriate to even a misappropriated character of all- American origin. Low budget for supposedly a big-deal film is reflected in later reel scenes set in the Middle East that do not suggest in the slightest the proper atmosphere, likely shot near Budapest or wherever else this misbegotten feature was made.
One of Adam & Eve's "prestige" productions, it stars Ava Rose, whose performance as daughter of Indiana Jones is pathetic -poor line readings, indifferent sex scenes and zero screen presence. Kane has basically delivered an imitation of a Euro Porn film, specifically resembling the various large-scale Private Media productions of a decade back, with his European players -notably uber-sexy Roxy Panther, far outclassing the Chatsworth talent flown to Europe like Ava and co-star Bree Olson (equipped with a lousy Southern accent as some Dukes of Hazzard type shoe-horned into the script).
It's a long and dreary slog en route to the final reel appearance of dad Indy, hardly reminiscent of Harrison Ford and equipped with a thick accent hardly appropriate to even a misappropriated character of all- American origin. Low budget for supposedly a big-deal film is reflected in later reel scenes set in the Middle East that do not suggest in the slightest the proper atmosphere, likely shot near Budapest or wherever else this misbegotten feature was made.