You are now entering soft-porn country. Your guides - Zalman King, co-scriptwriter Patricia Louisianna Knop, masterful stud Rourke - brought you Nine 2 Weeks, so you know what you're getting. Three acts: set-up, foreplay, bonk. Kansas boondocks ingénue Emily Reed (Otis, ex-model, no actress), a lawyer, gets a corporation job in sensuous, throbbing Rio de Janeiro, handling the papers for a complex hotel buy-out. The savage, passionate fucking she witnesses in an abandoned warehouse begins to distract her from work, as does interested party James Wheeler (Rourke), with his 16 inches of applied suntan, gitano bandana and Harley Davidson. He wines and dines Emily, asking challenging questions like 'Have you ever felt that primal, insatiable hunger?' How long can she resist? Even within its own terms the film is a disaster: all the acting is pathetic, the pacing poor, and the pay-off copulation scene merely mechanical.