Erstwhile college screen writing teacher Marc Cushman flunks out with the awful Penthouse release from a decade back "18 and Dangerous". His students deserve a refund.
Using his prolific porn name Cash Markman he attempted an Adult sex comedy, but his overwritten script offers no laughs, endless clichés and a numbing mindlessness only underscored by the arch, overdone acting performances. Sex content is routine.
Randy Spears, burdened with needless and exceedingly tiresome voice-over narration duties, plays Dick, a 45-year-old banker suffering a midlife crisis. His character is a stereotype, so stuck in routine that he requires meals at exact times each day, specified food for his wife India Summer to prepare per day of the week and even 2.5 sex bouts with her weekly. So when a Lolita wannabe named Lilith (wearing the requisite heart-shaped sunglasses) moves in with them for a month, his scheduling and world are irreparably disrupted.
What with Lilith's equally sexy jail-bait friend Star visiting, Dick gets horny. Of course, in the final reel he will hump Lilith, but Cushman fills in the blanks with other sex filler involving India's character Jane and Star, while a stupid flashback has Beverly Hills as Jeannie humping Kris Slater. Guest star in NonSex mode Herschel Savage plays Herschel (I guess Cushman's limited level of creativity had run dry in concocting a character name for him), who gives our non-hero some boring advice on avoiding jail-bait.
To cap it off, Cash/Cush throws in a surprise ending that is pure groaner, very poorly set up by an extraneous early scene involving India finding Spears' gun lying around -uh oh!
Even by the exceedingly low standards of Cash/Marc this is a sad excuse for filmmaking, even in the by now quality-challenged Adult industry.
Using his prolific porn name Cash Markman he attempted an Adult sex comedy, but his overwritten script offers no laughs, endless clichés and a numbing mindlessness only underscored by the arch, overdone acting performances. Sex content is routine.
Randy Spears, burdened with needless and exceedingly tiresome voice-over narration duties, plays Dick, a 45-year-old banker suffering a midlife crisis. His character is a stereotype, so stuck in routine that he requires meals at exact times each day, specified food for his wife India Summer to prepare per day of the week and even 2.5 sex bouts with her weekly. So when a Lolita wannabe named Lilith (wearing the requisite heart-shaped sunglasses) moves in with them for a month, his scheduling and world are irreparably disrupted.
What with Lilith's equally sexy jail-bait friend Star visiting, Dick gets horny. Of course, in the final reel he will hump Lilith, but Cushman fills in the blanks with other sex filler involving India's character Jane and Star, while a stupid flashback has Beverly Hills as Jeannie humping Kris Slater. Guest star in NonSex mode Herschel Savage plays Herschel (I guess Cushman's limited level of creativity had run dry in concocting a character name for him), who gives our non-hero some boring advice on avoiding jail-bait.
To cap it off, Cash/Cush throws in a surprise ending that is pure groaner, very poorly set up by an extraneous early scene involving India finding Spears' gun lying around -uh oh!
Even by the exceedingly low standards of Cash/Marc this is a sad excuse for filmmaking, even in the by now quality-challenged Adult industry.