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Narcotics agent Sam Kelly (Damon Christian) is hell-bent on cleaning
out the narcotics-trade between the USA and Mexico, but that's too much
for one man alone to handle, so he calls his best friend, super-private
eye Johnny Wadd (John Holmes) for help. For Sam though, the fight against
the drug trade is not only a professional matter, it's also something
personal, since his ex-wife Doreen (Veronica Taylor) has become hooked on
heroin after a miscarriage and is now the wife of a Mexican druglord,
Travis Elliott (Tyler Reynolds). Once in Mexico, Johnny and Sam fuck and
drink their way through half the place, and eventually get vital
information about the whereabouts of Travis Elliott and his right hand man
Ringo (Lazaro Valdez) out of some locals - when Elliott finds out the narc
and his friend are on his tail and has Sam shot. For Johnny, it's high
time for revenge, so he brings a gun to his meeting with Elliott - and
walks right into a trap. Elliott prepares to shoot Johnny, but when Doreen
learns he had her ex-husband shot, she shoots Elliott instead. With
Elliott gone, it's an easy thing for Johnny to track down Ringo and force
him to give him the whereabouts of his drug factory - which he then storms
and destroys together with the Mexican police. Then he treats Doreen to a
sort of rehab-fuck ... This is your typical plot-based hardcore
porn, 1970's style: The guys are all hairy and have mustaches, they look
stoned or drunk half of the time, the girls don't look 100% healthy but
cute, and they have more bush down there than the republic of Congo,
everybody seems to be smoking and drinking almost by default, the cast's
fashion choices are of course questionable from today's point of view, the
film's story is badly written and it's action not exactly well-staged, and
in the light of the cast's drunk performances, the film's anti-drug
message tagged onto its end seems a bit ironic. And of course, John Holmes
is anything but an actor and lacks the charisma his character needs - but
he has a big schlong. However, this is one of the film's you will want
to watch when you're ready for a (naughty) trip down nostalgia road, or if
you want some change from the squeaky clean porn movies with their healthy
and completely shaven girls from nowadays. To put it another way, it's no
masterpiece (far from it), but it's fun ...
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