Cash Markman bungles a simple assignment -to fashion an "Upstairs Downstairs" type of porn romance. An unimpressive cast walks through their roles to null effect.
Supposedly living in a lavish mansion, the Atwaters' home consists of undecorated studio sets that couldn't look cheaper. Frederick Atwater is miscast as Peter North, who boasts that he's the youngest millionaire in America -I guess if this was shot today it would be rewritten as billionaire.
He has a new will devised by his lawyer (miscast Charisma, who appears more like a pole dancer than legal eagle) and then humps her. He has a sudden fatal heart attack, and Charisma does a gag take looking at the viewer after staring at the dead man's cock, then rethinking -supposedly her rejection of necrophilia was supposed to get a laugh.
He leaves the mansion to his loyal maid Brittany, a plumper in the lead role. The wife, played by Rene Foxxe gets millions and other homes, and insists on taking with her the butler, overplayed stuffily by hambone Mike Horner.
The rest of the movie is the mix and match cast f*cking each other in quite boring fashion, especially due to Markman's poor dialogue. Eric Price plays a cousin who gets to hump his real-life partner Paula Price (using the stage name Raquel Gold here playing the cook) and Foxxe, as well as Brittany.
Boring story and listless performances make Jack a dull boy.
