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With Lots of Exclamation Marks!
Abigail Mac is certainly an attractive woman. But that's not something I can say for a lot of the approach Sexxxploitation of Abigail Mac takes to their film. To put it bluntly, they're just trying too hard, putting exclamation marks everywhere and overdoing the setup to each scene to the point where some of them get to be tough to watch. I wouldn't call it artistic. I'd call it more art school. This reminds me of a lot of films that are trying to be far cooler than they are. I already lost the will to pay attention during the painful, never-ending opening. Eventually we wind up in a hotel room, Abigail but with the lights on for some reason. Even this bit, where we're just scene-setting, doesn't do camera angles well. Everything is too low, and the zoom selection is just poor. Also, we get lots of views of shoes, too. I don't know why. Now we're in the bathroom, the shoes having been moved there for no apparent reason. And we do that odd bit in every porn film: watching the completely makeup-clad starlet put clothes on and get ready to go out. This is getting seriously tedious. Now she comes out, in the porn trope of a fully-clothed man being entertained by the scantily-clad woman. He's supposed to show a stoic kind of patience for a bit, and he's showing more patience than I am with this opening. I lose patience and get the frame advance going faster. Oh look: oral, then some standard, bed-based sex positions, then a money shot. Now she's getting ready to go out again, and these interviews are seriously irritating. Now we're doing a blacklight thing for some reason, yet another feature that goes on for way too long. And then a fashion shoot, and now makeup. More irritating interviews. Another shower scene. A kind of bronzed out gay-for-pay lesbian scene. and then something with hair that's supposed to be humorously mid-20th century housewife. For a short bit. And it involves vegetables. Finally, there's another actual sex scene. Briefly. But then we're in a pool, and then back in the shower, and then a scene with Romi Rain that involves more foot play than I care to see. More makeup, more interview, rinse, repeat. And that's kind of it. Ultimately, this film wants to spend more time telling you how cool it is than actually being cool. That makes the whole affair tedious, and it makes the claims on the box cover utterly laughable. This is tepid, and the only thing being exploited is your wallet.