Virtual Encounters

I've seen the R and Unrated versions of this film, and neither are much fun unless your a fan of "couples movies". Elizabeth Kaitan (complete with Hungarian accent)plays a young woman who receives a gift from her boyfriend that allows her to have "virtual encounters" at some cyber-shop. This is just a bunch of scenes from various other films with just the above storyline added in. Not even the appearance of XXX star Jill Kelly and a good striptease by someone dressed as a cop (with man made puppies) can save this uninspired movie.

Unlike many other soft-core movies I've seen over the years, this one is definitely not meant to be enjoyed as a story. Other than the framing device of a woman using VR to "get in touch" with her sexuality, almost none of the vignettes have anything to do with each other. In fact, I'm willing to bet that some of these scenes weren't shot for the movie, but were edited in to pad the thing out. The framing device itself is pretty laughable. I don't think there's very many "executive-pleasures" type establishments, especially ones with beyond-state-of-the-art VR gear, located in industrial warehouse complexes. Yes, that's right, the world's greatest VR is located in a warehouse, and the classy entrance is a back door, right next to a bunch of electrical transformers. The voice, "Rob" is pretty funny, although that's not the effect they seem to have been trying for.

But, the whole point of these films isn't the story- it's the sex scenes. They're... okay. All of the actresses are great looking; much better than Euro soft-core. There is very little spirit, however, to any of the proceedings... the actors and actresses for the most part don't seem to be having much fun. Some of the scenes are still pretty fun to watch, though, if not actually being erotic.

Recommended if you can find it on the cheap.

Okay, I'll admit that I had a pretty good idea of what to expect before I actually sat down to watch this flick. But this film didn't even pretend to have a plot. It was just sex scene after sex scene, which can get boring pretty fast. Now then, if you are just dying to see soft porn (with no storyline, just the sex), this is certainly a good choice, for it is plastered with wall-to-wall nudity and sexuality. But as for the story...what story? This is a movie that should be watched only with your brain turned off, much like the writers had their brains turned off when they scripted this disaster.

As my second Surrender Cinema flick I was looking forward to seeing Virtual Encounters. Not only do I love Elizabeth Cayton (Slave Girls From Beyond Infinity) but I had just seen The Exotic House Of Wax by Surrender Cinema, and aside from it being an outright soft core porno, it had an interesting storyline between the sex as well.

Not so with Virtual Encounters. While it was nice to see the expected sex scenes aplenty in this movie, there was no story whatsoever.

Kaitan hooks herself up to the Virtual Reality machine and it shows her all types of sexual pleasures. They try and develop Kaitan's character as a shy woman who isn't comfortable with her sexuality. As a result, her relationship is suffering. Her boyfriend gives her the gift of Virtual Reality and she loves it.

A so-so movie I would watch the Exotic House Of Wax instead.

...but this isn't one of them, although this wasn't a total waste.

I've seen most of them and, like other guys, F-Fwd to the sex scenes (for those of you looking for celluloid with class, aka plot, you won't find it in any of Surrender's stuff - that'd be akin to me expecting my employer to give raises, hahahaha...). But I don't drool over them (ran out of drool), rather I look for some level of realism in the sex scenes, the "eloquence of their efforts" (reality of their faking). I guess I've grown bored with the ho-hum 'undress and caress w/o impress' scenes. Any Shannon Tweed flick has at least 3 of these scenes - all of her films were meant for insomniacs!

I look for the usual giveaway positions such as the way over-used 'girl riding the guy's thigh' scene, both standing upright with him behind her, either of them grinning as though the camera operator just farted (look like Ken & Barbie dolls with their super-plastic 'ain't I beautiful?' smile), any tell-tale sign of the G-cover (not the G-string, this is a white stickem patch meant for guy's genitals), etc. - you get the picture. After a few of these rentals you'll start thinking of better uses for your money, like firestarters.

Even though this flick was thin based on my earlier mentioned expectations in realism it had a couple of semi-believable moments, thus I dub it a 'watchable' status for the rest of the testosteroned-Thogs out there, but as I said earlier there are better ones!