Oral Addiction

This essentially ignored feature is my personal favorite of Christy Canyon. Perhaps it's the director, or the role, but Christy is spellbinding as a mental patient whose condition drags those around her into her tormented world. Christy is sometimes stilted in her acting, but this is certainly her best work since Passions, since her inner turmoil is allowed free reign - not her physical attributes.

The dialog is above par for this genre, developing sympathy for the characters that is all too difficult when sexual congress is the focus. Even when the viewer is presented with physical acts, they remain concerned by the characters' internal conflicts.

Paul Thomas entrusted this Christy Canyon feature for Vivid to his B team with disastrous results. Scripted by his flunky cameraman (Guilleromo Brown), it's an embarrassing attempt at comedy, relentlessly stupid on the level of a Troma stinker.

After a flashy title sequence, we're subjected to relentlessly boring voice-over by Christy, supposedly suffering from Turrets syndrome but instead merely reciting an erotic story, which at one point of asinine "therapy" is acted out by Alex Sanders and sexy Sid Deuce as "Sex Role Players. Equally boring are distorted visuals throughout representing flash-forwards of the finale, a long-awaited sex scene for Christy.

Mark Davis is stuck playing the dumb role of Dr. Loveburg, who tries to treat Christy, while mental hospital supervisor Henri Pachard really hams it up as Mr. Queen, intent on subjecting Christy to shock treatment. There's a five person orgy poorly staged in the sort of staff lounge that features horny Nurse Bone (movie's sexual standout played by Jessica James) and other extraneous sex scenes, leading to Pachard even getting a moment of softcore sex with Jessia when he's caught in the act by an inspector played by PT's production manager David Stanley, soon to embark on his own career as a talented writer-director. Ralph Parfait photographed and gets the dubious director credit for this crap.