Espejo de pasiones II

Shannon Whirry delivers again in another direct-to-video erotic thriller. This is a don't miss for all of you Shannon Whirry fans. She looks incredible and she has a lot of nude scenes, and that is the whole idea of this movie.

well i would love to give a detailed plot summery but this film is all about shannon whirry. the woman is so sexy in this role playing good and bad twin sisters. shannon has been in a lot of films like this but i feel this is her best performance and also sexiest. her lesbian scenes one with the councellor and the other with a prostitute are very erotic and well done. shannon is also a talented actress and would hold her own in a big money hollywood production. as you can guess i am a big fan of shannon whirry. thank tou for reading this.

Not only is the lovely, the luscious, the buxom ms Whirry here in abundance, with her two great talents (plus) amply and frequently on display, but she has a brief lesbian encounter with none other than adult movie starlet P. J. Sparxx.

Of course, this makes perfect sense considering that Mr. Hippolyte is envelope-pushing porn director Gregory Dark.

Gentlemen. I can't reccommend this one highly enough.

The first "Mirror Images" was among the worst of the straight-to-video erotic thrillers I have seen. These movies always go overboard on the plot - to the extent that it gets in the way of the sex - but they rarely go as far as that movie, which included twins swapping identities, political scandal, and a masked slasher. It was boring, and also wasted Julie Strain.

So I approached this sequel with trepidation. It does have a bright spot, however: b-movie goddess Shannon Whirry is in it this time, in the dual role.

It's yet another softcore b-movie made by the supposed "Scorsese of b-films", Gregory Dark. I think he should be rechristened the "Alan Smithee of Smut" based on his penchant for pseudonyms and the general low standard of his work. Scorsese? Please.

Yet again, we get Whirry talking to a therapist, as she did in the Animal Instincts movies, and a husband who doesn't mind if she cheats.

In this one, the evil twin (yes, there's always a good one and an evil one) cheats with the good twin's husband, apparently fooling him into thinking she is the good one. When the good one walks in on them, the husband falls down the stairs to his death, and then we are told that the bad twin died in a fire someplace.

I wonder if there was ever anyone who watched this movie who actually thought she was really dead?

You know one thing that generally signposts a softcore flick as being from the nineties?

Saxaphones during sex scenes.

I get tired of that, and appreciated "Mirror Images II" for having an unusual soundtrack in that it didn't feature them.

This one doesn't skimp on the sex, as some of these b-skin flicks have (unbelievably) been guilty of doing, but I confess I actually got a little tired of the sex scenes this time around. I am starting to feel that if you have seen one softcore sex scene, you've seen them all.

The movie totally lost me in the second half, but don't they always. I couldn't be bothered following it, which I'm sure would have been an exercise in futility. It's a confusing jumble, and who can be bothered trying to untangle it when the pieces are so uninteresting?

At least "Mirror Images II" was better than the sub-par first one.

Right off, let me say I appreciate beautiful women. I'm also not averse to a movie designed solely for the purpose of showing me the natural (and/or scientifically enhanced)attributes of said women. What I don't like is a promise undelivered.

"Mirror Images II" is just that. It starts off tepidly, bringing back the good twin/bad twin conflict. But then it sort of peters out. It's like it lost it's direction (not surprisingly after Sara Suzanne Brown appears and steals the show with her gravity-defying body) and couldn't decide who the real villain was, the evil twin or the scummy cop/husband of evil twin's sister. In the end (and who couldn't see this end a few minutes into the flick?), both pay the price for being evil, and good twin is free to enjoy sex with the handsome PI she's known for a week (Hey. In California that's a long-term comittment/)

Some films give you the impression they're some of the cast off results of the old "infinite number of monkeys typing" experiment, and I suspect the offending primate who authored this was summarily beaten to death by his counterparts. Or maybe auteur Gregory Dark (Hippolyte) is the twisted genius behind this mess. All of the women in this flick are major league babes. A couple even exhibit a hint of talent. The trouble is, the material is so lame, and the erotic scenes so stiff or bland (except for the girl-on-girl sequences, which start off strong, then retreat into soft-focus voyeurism), that the fast-forward button gets a healthy workout. Shannon Whirry deserves better material. I was heartened a few years back to see her on "The New Mike Hammer" with Stacey Keach. Since then, she's sunk from view.

Aside from the aforementioned Ms. Brown, Kristine Kelley is the only one trying to act. The other women are decorations, except PJ Sparxx, who performs as is expected for an adult film star. Give these women better material, and give us a break.