Busted for some white-collar criminal activities, a banker (Wortham) on the lam hides out with a Nicaraguan free spirit (Solanis) who introduces him to the notion of personal liberation via gettin' it on. Even if you ignore the bad acting, dogmatic dirty-talk dialogue so wooden it'd put a Redwood forest to shame and director Phillippe Diaz's total lack of visual sense, you'd still have to digest a junior-collegiate lecture with less savvy than a horny 14-year-old. Combining preaching with softcore porn and a Wilhelm Reich quote doesn't make your movie a sexy or a sociopolitical manifesto; it just means you've succeeded in making the most pretentious, poorly conceived Skinemax flick ever.
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