Luna Chick

Tiffany Million steals this Paul Thomas drama from VIvid contract star Racquel Darrian, playing her shrink. Quality script by Rick Marx (using one of his familiar pseudonyms) is the springboard for a tight, riveting little film (shot on 35mm back in the VHS era).

Central story spine has Darrian breaking up with Steven St. Croix after she catches him in the act of infidelity with a threesome, servicing two French beauties (Rebecca Lord and Chantille). She goes to Tiffany for therapy, and coincidentally ends up in the sack with Tiff's man Jon Dough -so when Million finally puts two and two together she's hopping mad at the albeit unintentional two-timing.

Unusual editing including fine use of lap-dissolves adds to the intrigue of this simple story, well told. Million gives a fabulous performance as the professional woman turned woman scorned, and the other cast members are convincing if hardly up to her acting level. Some fanciful plot turns are quite creative, especially a gonzo sex session for Tiff that turns out to be just a nightmare/erotic dream.

Title pun is a bit much, but leavened a bit by a shot of the full moon that adds to the movie's mystique.