The title of this series is a clue that it is underachieving, providing a touch of silliness with plenty of anal action. Opening credits use the fake name Jackson St. Louis while end credits own up to Henri Pachard as the filmmaker.
He's fashioned a satirical showbiz story about crappy talent agent T. T. Boy, who likes to mistreat his clients but somehow manages to stay in business. Melissa Moore is a would-be stand-up comic, but she's terrible and Boy tells her so. But she lets him f*ck her in the ass, that's what really matters.
Another comic, named Yo Yo Malone, is played by Tom Byron as an even more disagreeable character than T. T. Boy as Victor Levine. Low point here is Rachel Ryan as T. T. Boy's assistant. She plays a ditzy character who repeats whatever phrase is said to her before answering, and she physically moves around as if practicing in a dance class. Fortunately her sex scenes are okay.
On the one hand, I suppose it's admirable that Pachard & company tried to entertain a bit but since the assignment was just to shoot several scenes involving anal sex I don't see why they bothered.
He's fashioned a satirical showbiz story about crappy talent agent T. T. Boy, who likes to mistreat his clients but somehow manages to stay in business. Melissa Moore is a would-be stand-up comic, but she's terrible and Boy tells her so. But she lets him f*ck her in the ass, that's what really matters.
Another comic, named Yo Yo Malone, is played by Tom Byron as an even more disagreeable character than T. T. Boy as Victor Levine. Low point here is Rachel Ryan as T. T. Boy's assistant. She plays a ditzy character who repeats whatever phrase is said to her before answering, and she physically moves around as if practicing in a dance class. Fortunately her sex scenes are okay.
On the one hand, I suppose it's admirable that Pachard & company tried to entertain a bit but since the assignment was just to shoot several scenes involving anal sex I don't see why they bothered.