The movie starts out with the lovely Rochelle Swanson soaking in a bath and relaxing. Any movie that opens with a nude scene rates high in my book anyway, and this movie just follows along on that momentum.
Rochelle Swanson first caught my eye in "Droid Gunner" (aka "Cyberzone" as the intelligent and beautiful assistant to hero Mark Singer. In that film, there were 3 opportunities for her to get naked and she didn't, so my main reason for watching this film was to see if she'd get naked in this one. She does. Plenty. The difference? They probably paid her more money for this movie.
You got your typical bored-housewife, sexy-next-door-neighbor, sexual-escape film, but with a slight twist. Rochelle Swanson is the bored housewife who's husband is a doctor (and consequently away most of the time) and the lovely May Karasun (who did a bang-up job in "Lake Consequence") is the next-door neighbor who shows her how to find some adventure as a high-priced call girl at a discreet gentlemen's club. The plot twist comes when one of the gentleman clients decides that he must have Rochelle as his own, exclusively, whenever he wants. So he breaks into Rochelle's house and leaves her a flower, and then he steals a picture from her bedroom. Frightened that her husband may find out about her extracurricular activities, she tries to quit the club scene but the client won't leave her alone. The bartender, an ex-cop who also runs background screening checks on the club's clients, finds out that the client gave them a false name and is actually an ex-Special Forces soldier, now a contract assassin, who killed May's husband a few years back. The police get involved, the husband catches the client in the house just as he attacks Rochelle, and the bartender gets to shoot his gun. The film ends with Rochelle still in that bathtub. Was this all just a daydream of hers?
Rochelle and May are always great to watch and they're hot together, though I wish Rochelle hadn't smoked so much at the beginning of the film (a real turn-off, man). The other actors are good enough, and I got a kick out of Bob Delegall (he's the only person I know who can recite a line without moving his lips). The film could've been a better thriller if they hadn't focused so much on the skin factor. Still, its a good film for late Friday and Saturday nights, which is probably when you'll find it being shown on cable television.
