The Girls on F Street

This run-of-the-mill porn flick is pretty unremarkable. The story about a love song (composed by a punk rocker!) that compulses people to have sex at least justifies the frequent couplings, but it is at odds with the soundtrack, as there is no apparent distinction between the general underlying music and this supposedly naughty piece. Unsurprisingly, the logic is not consequently followed through, i.e. in some scenes some people are just standing there not having sex although the tune is played.