Pecados do Desejo

This was what we, back in the day, would call a "Skinamax" movie. It's full of T and A, and has a "plot," but isn't really well flushed out. I don't know if Cinemax was the original place for this to be aired, but either way, it's that kind of movie.

Some of the acting was decent considering the loosely held together "plot" they were expected to work with. However, you knew the script wasn't super important based on how loud the music or the weather was when some of the characters talked.

Considering this is basically a sex movie, the sex scenes were hit or miss. The ones that were supposed to be bad were way better acted than the ones that were supposed to be good. One scene with the main character and the detective seemed like she was trying too hard, and he didn't even want to be there.

Sins of Desire (1993) is a film I recently revisited on Tubi. The storyline follows a corrupt clinic that drugs its patients and exploits them as sex slaves. A detective teams up with the sister of a former victim to infiltrate the clinic and expose its dark secrets.

Directed by Jim Wynorski (Chopping Mall), the movie stars John Henry Richardson (Poison), Gail Thackray (Hard to Die), Tanya Roberts (Sheena), Delia Sheppard (Rocky V), and Jan-Michael Vincent (The Mechanic).

This is one of those films best approached as a softcore porn thriller. If you're expecting a substantive or well-executed movie, you'll likely be disappointed. The film leans heavily on its visuals, featuring stunning actresses, frequent nudity, and softcore-porn caliber sex scenes. The stripper sequences are well-done, and the soundtrack adds a fun, campy vibe. However, the poorly executed action sequences, especially during the climax, leave much to be desired.

In conclusion, Sins of Desire delivers exactly what its premise suggests: attractive leads and risqué content, but little else. I'd score it a 4/10 and only recommend it with appropriate expectations.

This movie should have been better, one memorable sex scene and that's it. 30 minutes into this tropical peanut I started having flashbacks of when Rodrigo tied me to an orange tree and made me sing "bar stools and baby's don't mix". I surely would have been a lot happier and not so loony if they would have at least put two more suger cubes in this cup of luke warm mocha. -*1/2 stars

Tanya Roberts stars in this erotic thriller in which she ends up teaming up with an insurance investigator (played by Nick Cassavetes) to go after a sex therapy clinic engaged in some foul play. The husband and wife (Callisters) running the clinic have caused the death of her sister and the investigator's female colleague. There are scenes of the two protagonists and of the two antagonists getting it on, as well as a scene between Tanya and Mrs. Callister. Good story, good action-packed climax. Worth checking out.

This movie may have been daring for the late 1980's, but is really dated. The movie I viewed was in narrow screen, and frankly was a bore. A practice running a sex therapy clinic has Kay's (Tanya Roberts) sister as a patient, and she winds up committing suicide. So it becomes a bring to justice movie. There is a funny scene of a young man who can't perform, so two women do a strip tease to arouse him. But it is rather formula driven, and predictable. There are holes in the plot galore. An abandoned movie set/lot that no one ever goes to anymore suddenly is functional with lights at the end. And if one wants to see a drag out fight that is perhaps the worst staged fight ever, this movie delivers. Even the skin cannot save this movie.