Under his nom de porn film Henri Pachard, Ron Sullivan slipped this strange almost unique Adult feature right under the noses of the porn public, well worth checking out by those interested in creativity in this much maligned black sheep of the entertainment industry.
Yes, porn in the '90s was often pretentious but mainly junk, while "Sabotage" falls into neither camp. It's a minuscule production, easily lost in a plethora of VHS titles cranked out for to fill the needs of the nation's then-rampant set of Adult VIdeo stores, but actually a cryptic, challenging work.
Title sends the wrong message, as there's no action to speak of, certainly nothing one associates with the master of suspense, Hitchcock. Content is up close and personal sex footage, with the central scene concerning a young (long-haired) Steven St. Croix dealing with a French-speaking femme fatale played by mysterious and hot-hot-hot Bridgette AImee.
Her exact purpose in the story is not revealed until the end, when Peter North ties up the main loose ends in a sex scene with her, but leaves plenty of mystery left for the attentive viewer to ponder. I plan to return to the DVD in the future to try and sort out the conundrums raised, but am content at this point with the questions Ron laid on the table, rather than smug answers.
Action defies synopsis, a good sign, and cast is very well directed, rather than left to their own devices (and cliches) as was the case in most who cares? assignments for such '90s go-to players as T.T. Boy, Tom Byron and North. Top-billed star Tiffany Mynx is sexy but upstaged by the enigmatic Bridgette.
Yes, porn in the '90s was often pretentious but mainly junk, while "Sabotage" falls into neither camp. It's a minuscule production, easily lost in a plethora of VHS titles cranked out for to fill the needs of the nation's then-rampant set of Adult VIdeo stores, but actually a cryptic, challenging work.
Title sends the wrong message, as there's no action to speak of, certainly nothing one associates with the master of suspense, Hitchcock. Content is up close and personal sex footage, with the central scene concerning a young (long-haired) Steven St. Croix dealing with a French-speaking femme fatale played by mysterious and hot-hot-hot Bridgette AImee.
Her exact purpose in the story is not revealed until the end, when Peter North ties up the main loose ends in a sex scene with her, but leaves plenty of mystery left for the attentive viewer to ponder. I plan to return to the DVD in the future to try and sort out the conundrums raised, but am content at this point with the questions Ron laid on the table, rather than smug answers.
Action defies synopsis, a good sign, and cast is very well directed, rather than left to their own devices (and cliches) as was the case in most who cares? assignments for such '90s go-to players as T.T. Boy, Tom Byron and North. Top-billed star Tiffany Mynx is sexy but upstaged by the enigmatic Bridgette.