Did you know that when tiny-titted, cartoon-faced Alex Devine takes a shower, flamenco muzak plays? It’s true. At least it is in Meester Antonio Adamo’s newest foray into fancy pants disco porn.

Sure, I understand the need for gauzy-lensed high-brow fuck scenes – apparently, chicks dig it – but that kinda thing works better on Eurotramps, who exude a certain amount of class naturally. Alex I’ve seen eat outta dog bowls, so it’s a stretch. Anyway, some tattooed muscle boy bangs her behind a Vaseline glaze in the opening scene. A tad overdone, this ‘un, but at least they kept her leg bruises untouched.

Plot? Probably, but not yet. First, bony Latina Shy Love gets a frenzied, pneumatic poking on the couch. Just a vadge-slammer here, but it’s an intense one.

Ah, then the story kicks in. Sorta. Alex gets an obscene phone call. Is it from Tyla Wynn? No, but that does not stop us from smash-cutting to Tyla as she gets ass-banged by some ape. Tyla you can pretty much do anything you want to – go ahead, ask her – but this being a classy kinda movie, she doesn’t get punched in the face or thrown into a pig trough. But that’s some anal workout.

Hoo-boy, then there’s a long stretch of plot-stuff, where-in Alex keeps getting stalker phone calls which both frighten and arouse her. She even goes so far as to mee…no, I must not give away this cliffhanger. Suffice to say, it’s gimmicky enough to sustain a handful more of fuck scenes, including a GREAT anal scene with foxy Gia Jordan and a gooey cumbath for a newly glammed-up Katie Morgan.

I guess a movie about a phantom phone caller HAS to have a lot of yapping, and this one certainly does, but there’s some raw, throbbing fuck n’ roll underneath the gloss. Rent it for couples-porn night, and if she hates it, Gia’s ass will still make it worth the five bucks.

-Sleazegrinder