The plot is pretty complicated, and I had to watch it three times to even establish an opinion, but it roughly goes a little something like this (and I'm going to try to avoid major spoilers, but if I didn't give anything away this would be a three sentence review): the film opens with Sylvia (Monique Alexander) and Roger (Marcos Leon), a failed child star, arriving at his apartment after a date. They fool around, almost start having sex a few times, but things are weird as Sylvia is something of a tease, and Roger is definitely insecure about his masculinity. Things take a turn for the worse, and it appears that Roger rapes Sylvia, though much of the film is taken up with flashbacks and different stories regarding exactly what happened.
After Roger has attacked Sylvia, he calls his friend Danny (the delicious and wonderful Mr. Marcus) to help him clean up the situation, and from there things get darker, more tangled, and more intriguing. This is a far cry from your regular rape-revenge movie - think a pornographic, Hitchcockian I Spit on Your Grave with a true tit-for-tat revenge (no castration though). The acting, particularly on the part of Marcos Leon and Monique Alexander, is excellent, and the always-reliable Steven St. Croix turns in a memorable performance as a coked-up drug dealer/pimp. His speech about "spending your entire life trying to get back into the pussy" is awesome.
Really, though, everyone in the film does a great job - including the editor. I don't think editors get the credit they deserve, probably because the majority of the time, if they do a good job it should go unnoticed. However, on this occasion, with all the twists and turns, flashbacks and multiple narratives, the editing is truly outstanding. Finally, as Sylvia, Monique does a great job in a role that calls for more than simply a stock "rape victim." Sylvia is a complex character, party to blackmail and revenge, as well as a woman who experiences a grueling rape.
The thing I found most fascinating about this film is the way in which it grapples with cultural expectations of masculinity and femininity - Roger is so painfully insecure about his masculinity that he takes it out on women, blaming them for his failures and his sexual misadventures. Ultimately, the film ends up being a commentary on itself; on the reasons for much of pornography's existence. Roger's initial attack is prompted by one of the best lines in the movie (made even more awesome by Monique's fantastic delivery), when Sylvia feeds Roger Viagra, telling him, "It'll help you, and that's not your cock anymore - now it's gonna be my little blue dildo, and you're gonna fuck me all night." Lines such as this, as well as Roger's rant about the ease of "fucking hookers," and St. Croix's tribute to the warmth and safety of the womb/pussy, surprised me with their directness in addressing Western male sexuality, particularly in relation to pornography and aggression.
Complex characters, right down to the cameos, intelligent scripting and directing, excellent acting...hell, even a healthy dose of psychoanalysis - these are things a porn nerd waits years for in a movie. I seriously recommend checking this one out.