Night Rhythms

The second of three T&A flicks I sat thru in a row using a radio concept for lust, mystery & murder, 'Night Rhythms' is decent. From hardcore director Gregory Dark (under a pseudonym) it's got not only the female nudity you want, but good camera work and a lite but fun tale.

DJ Nick West (Martin Hewitt) hosts a popular late night call-in show as his audience is largely lonely or mistreated women. When horny caller Honey (Tracy Tweed, sister to Shannon) shows up in studio, he sends his female producer Bridget (Delia Sheppard) home and they get sexy. Then Nick wakes up and she's dead with no idea what happened. On the run from cops, psycho strip club owner Vincent (David Carradine) he gets help from a few ladies including bar owner Cinnamon (Deborah Driggs) to clear his name.

Poised up against a microphone in a dank, low light radio studio with his pack of smokes filling the air, a sip of booze and with the right sounding voice Hewlett nails his role. You grant him the indulgence of sleeping with random but always helpful beautiful women. Won't build the story up into something it's not - the nudity is very much the focus - but this title has atmosphere unlike many of it's low budget peers. Julie Strain has a bit role as a caller, Delia gets naked once.

With stops that include a strip club (no shock), a strippers pad (ditto), sex in a bar, sex with a masseuse as a potential lead, 'Night Rhythms' is everything you think it is but done with some style. A heavy saxophone score goes into overdrive and the whole thing shot well due to director of photography Wally Pfister before he went onto bigger films.

Probably my most favorite guilty rental before Showgirls came out; Night Rhythms is lurid fun. Martin Hewitt plays Nick West, a sex-talk radio host that claims to LOVE all women. Strangely, he's never seen in this movie with anyone who ISN'T at least halfway gorgeous. If Kathy Bates or Peggy Rea tried to make a move on him, would he live up to the claim? Anyway, he helps women who are unlucky in love, mostly by providing free sex-talk for three hours a night. Of course, he also gets male callers who take shots at him as well. He also deals with his jealous producer, played by Gregory Dark favorite Delia Sheppard.

Well, one night, a woman by the name of "Honey", played by Tracy Tweed (sister of Shannon) calls his show with her sob story, but later on, shows up in the studio. He tells the producer to put music on while they have a "philosophical discussion", which leads to whoopee. Unbeknownst to West, someone has turned the radio frequency back on, and the listeners hear them having sex, but then, they hear Honey being strangled to death. West is knocked out, and when he comes to, he sees Honey's corpse, and he flees. The rest of the movie is about West clearing his name of the murder. Of course, on the way he has time to make love with just about anyone who'll help him, providing she's female and good-looking.

The movie is very steamy and erotic, with lots of gorgeous women, and a few OK ones. The best one is Deborah Driggs, who plays West's ex-stripper friend Cinnamon, who helps out the most with his plight. The aforementioned Ms. Tweed burns up the screen in her short appearance, and the lady who works as a masseuse is primo. Sam "Flash Gordon" Jones, who plays a detective chasing West, and veteran actor David Carradine, who plays a shady strip club owner, add some name power.

This is a pretty good film in the genre, probably the pinnacle of Gregory Dark's soft-core films. Mirror Images 2 and the first two Secret Games movies are great stuff as well.

Unlike 99 percent of the "after-dark" films out there, this one actually has a plot and is actually watchable without the steamy sex scenes, which are also very good. The acting is decent, the cast is not bad (David Carradine), and the girls attractive. Pleasantly surprised.

One of the better B-flicks from soft-porn director A. G. Hippolyte, involving a framed radio host and a few questions. The story is just simple enough to be acceptable, and sets the scene for some well-crafted short sexual encounters. A few that stand out involve the underrated, under-used Tracy Tweed; a ride-em threesome; and a sweet brunette. It would have been nice to see some more realism and thought put into the authenticity of the lesbian club - it was a bit false. Pure eye candy, but the good kind.

Gregory dark has directed quite a number of these erotic thrillers and in this one he delivers the goods. Nick West (Martin Hewitt) is a late-night radio host whose reputation for his sexy talk show has earned him legions of fans but also some enemies so when Nick is heard having sex with female fan Honey, (Tracy Tweed) on-air, his listeners are shocked when the moaning and groaning turns into choking and croaking. Nick goes on the run and with his barmaid girl friend Cinnamon, (Deborah Driggs) he has to trawl the sleazy haunts in search of clues.

This all leads to some great sex scenes, not forgetting of course the early scenes of a couple of his female fans pleasuring themselves as Nick seduces them over the air. The sex scenes are hot and feature girl/girl as well as a hot scene with Nick and Cinnamon. David Carradine also appears as Vincent, the psycho club owner - there's no Kung-Fu grasshopper here. However, it is the erotic scenes that viewers will be watching for and with the great eye-candy on show, this is one of the better films of the genre.