Impulse is a straight-to-video erotic thriller and, granting the inherent limitations implied by that description, a pretty good one. The premise lacks credibility, but once one accepts it, the story is interesting and plays out with a lot of guilty pleasures.

Claire (singer Willa Ford in her first lead role) is a beautiful, highly successful businesswoman married to a psychiatrist who dearly loves her. She loves him too, but she just wishes he could be less guarded, more open with his emotions and passions. One night she returns from a business trip costumed as an Italian prostitute, hoping to stimulate him into ardor, but he acts like a cold fish. He confesses that he should have played along, should have turned himself into the studly Roberto, and vanquished her, but he just has a hard time acting on his fantasies. He says he will work on it and perhaps he will turn into Roberto in the future.

On her next business trip she sits in the lounge of a swanky hotel and sees her husband dressed in a white suit and hat, wearing a long silk scarf. It's the long-awaited Roberto! They have a night of crazy passion, then another when she tells him precisely when she'll be free on her on her next business trip. After that second night, she wakes up to a phone call from her husband which seems very thoughtful - and then she looks in the bed next to her and sees her husband sleeping.


She's just cheated on her husband with a stranger who happens to look like him.

You see what I mean about the implausibility of the premise? It's an intriguing idea for a movie, but there's no hint that the stranger is a long-lost twin or anything like that, so we are asked to believe that she can't tell the difference between two completely unrelated men. There's nothing in their kiss, their smell, their taste, their teeth ... nothing. They are both pudgy and out of shape. They both have the same exact voice and mannerisms. They have different haircuts, but the plot explains that. (Before the first business trip, she told him to start going to a stylist instead of Supercuts, so she was not surprised to see him with a different look.) Bottom line: she simply can't tell that she made love with a second guy.

Well, forget about whether that's believable or not. You just have to accept it. Now consider the possibilities for mayhem. After the phone call from her real husband, she summarily dismisses the stranger from her hotel room without an explanation. Unsurprisingly, the poor guy would like to know just what the hell is going on. He just had the two greatest nights of his life, and then had the new love of his life suddenly wake him up and kick him out of the room with a warning never to call her again. Remember, he did nothing to deceive her. She was the one who insisted he was the fantasy creation known as Roberto, and he just played along. Now he just doesn't want things to end. When you couple what has just happened to him with the fact that he was a little squirrelly to begin with, you get the beginnings of a serious obsession. Eventually the stranger conceives a plan to switch identities with the husband, and things start to get really crazy.

I won't spoil it for you because the plot has some pretty good twists, although none of them will seem wildly original or unexpected to you genre aficionados. Despite the predictable resolution, I was content to let the film carry me along until the last minute or so, which includes a preposterous and confusing epilogue.

Angus MacFadyen, who came close to being a star a few years back, does a good job in a dual role as the stable husband and the stranger who deteriorates into psychosis. Remember that he had to play two men that his own wife couldn't tell apart, so he had to be quite subtle in distinguishing them. Willa Ford does a good job removing her clothing several times and showing off a world-class body. Other women provide some impressive additional nudity here and there. In general, excluding the disappointing and cheesy epilogue, it's a pretty good little "guilty pleasure" movie.

Film clips:






  • * Yellow asterisk: funny (maybe).

  • * White asterisk: expanded format.

  • * Blue asterisk: not mine.

  • No asterisk: it probably sucks.


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Erica's Erotic Nights


Erica's Erotic Nights stars Juliet Beres, a hotel maid who lives on a boat and hates her job mostly because of an arrogant manager. She dreams of starting her own business hosting Erica's Erotic Nights on her boat. It is never clear what those nights might consist of, but then this is not about plot. Juliet Beres and her friend Jannie Locke watch through a peephole as Elita Sanders and some guy get it on. This doesn't seem to be related to the plot in any way. Then a rich guest gets it on with his obnoxious girlfriend, Mara Kele. Juliet Beres does Mara Kele's boyfriend after he dumps her, and then Jannie Locke does the hotel manager to get even with him for trying to spoil their plans.

The film features some very bad photography, not only blown out in several cases, but way over-saturated. We are also treated to a lingering view of a camera and a crotch patch, and one whole scene where the camera operator casts a moving shadow over the couple. With virtually no plot, tepid interminable sex scenes, bad music, and horrible photography, this film is a complete disaster.

All four women show breasts and buns.

Elita Sanders

Jannie Locke

Juliet Beres

Mara Kelle









Jane and the Lost City


No nudes today but bear with me, because it's a fun movie. Inspired by a popular British comic strip from the World War 2 era, the movie is pure camp and, if you don't take it seriously, a pleasure to watch.

Kirsten Hughes stars as Jane. She was hot and sexy and seems to lose most of her clothes frequently. Caps and four clips.









There are a lot of strange elements to 2005's horror film Snuff-Movie. Written and directed by Bernard Rose (Candyman, Anna Karenina, Immortal Beloved), it is at its roots a splatter flick, as the title implies. It also features a cast that in almost every case did multiple roles; some in fact did more than two. It also uses misdirection and false plots almost to the point of distraction. But at the end, it's just a splatter flick, loaded with nudity.

In the 70's, famous pregnant horror actress Mary Arkadin (Lisa Enos) is brutally tortured and killed along with some friends in a horrible Sharon Tate-like crime. To make matters worse, the killers filmed the crime in gruesome detail. Her equally famous director/actor husband, Boris Arkadin, is off fooling around at the time, and is spared.

After years of seclusion, the director begins a project to make a fictional version of the crime, and to ensure realism, the actors are hired to stay in the mansion where the original crime took place, and to improv their way through the events. The filming is done through hidden cameras placed throughout the house, and the images are being broadcast on the Internet in live uncut form (for a fee, of course).

Wendy Jones (Lisa Enos) is hired for the role of Mary, much to the distress of her boyfriend, who is concerned about the strange filming arrangements. As he watches the action on the Internet, he becomes convinced that the torture scenes being filmed are NOT fake, and he enlists the aid of the local cops to raid the mansion, with disastrous results.

Yeah, it's different, even for a horror flick, but in the end, it kind of collapses into a mishmash, and the only thing even slightly exceptional is the nudity.


Lisa Enos


Teri Harrison






Deana Demko in Requiem for a Vamoire
Debbie D and Kerri Taylor in Requiem for a Vamoire
Irina Solano in L Age d'Homme
Jamie Parsons, Natalie Pagnucco, and Geneviee Guard in Impulse
Willa Ford in Impulse
Janet Montgomery in Skins, s2e6
Karina Testa in Frontieres
Olivia Thirby in Si J'Etais Toi
Tammy Filor in Penny Dreadful
Vikki Blows in When Evil Calls







Here are the remaining pics of Audrina Patridge currently floating around the web:


Mia Kirshner in The L Word
Spencer Redford and Heather Hogan in Look  

Film Clips

Neve Campbell in I Really Hate My Job. This is just a teaser. According to reports, Neve is photographed in the scene from the front as well as the back. (sample right)

Cheryl Pollak in Time of Fear (sample right)

The women of Truands: Beatrice Dalle and Anne Marivin, Sandrine Rigaux, Ruth Sery, an unknown

Erica The Gymnast on the Howard Stern Show