James Avalon and Dana Vespoli teamed up for this third volume of the portmanteau series "Forbidden Affairs", an umbrella title the label uses instead of its more limited, traditional stove-pipes like "Babysitter", "Exchange Student", "Swinger", "Stepmother" and "Escort".
Carter Cruise gives a fine acting performance in the title role, sent to hapless daddy Marcus London to stay, even though he doesn't know her. He narrates his tale, stuck in a writer's block, with the viewer expecting his unexpected guest to turn out to be his muse.
But of course in the porn world she becomes his bed partner instead. What seems rather formulaic, with obvious "Lolita" overtones, takes on a more interesting nature thanks to the pros behind the camera and the hand-picked talented cast in front of it. A nice thing about Sweet Sinner is that the label always seems to put entertainment and creating a lasting body of work (its catalog is valuable and thoroughly active on its website for subsequent streaming) rather than just cranking out star-studded ephemera like most of the competition.
Screenwriter Vespoli shows up in a plum role as the mom, always away on business and cheating (quite comically) on London as we see her humped (by Erik Everhard) while nonchalantly talking on the phone to her hubby. She's only been married to London for a year, and her daughter played by Cruise meets him on this delayed basis, since she's been living with Vespoli's ex or away at school.
The second of four vignettes is the most interesting, as the filmmakers execute a novel ploy that significantly varies the usual "give me a mish, then a doggy, then a reverse cowgirl and finally a facial" ho-hum regimentation of generic porn by the positions.
Instead we have London spying on his new house guest and finding her humping Gavin Kane, only to imagine himself in Kane's position. The invisible cutting and shot matching to create a 30-minute segment in which Kane and London alternate on screen putting it to Carter is expertly done, an admirable achievement. Kane is a very poor actor (c.f. Nick Orleans' clunker "Game On") so reducing his role to little more than a cameo was a wise move in any event.
Lest one complain that sex with a step isn't incest, Carter is careful to moan "Oh, daddy!" during the inevitable hook-up with step-daddy, keeping the illusion alive for the thrill-seeking viewer.
Carter Cruise gives a fine acting performance in the title role, sent to hapless daddy Marcus London to stay, even though he doesn't know her. He narrates his tale, stuck in a writer's block, with the viewer expecting his unexpected guest to turn out to be his muse.
But of course in the porn world she becomes his bed partner instead. What seems rather formulaic, with obvious "Lolita" overtones, takes on a more interesting nature thanks to the pros behind the camera and the hand-picked talented cast in front of it. A nice thing about Sweet Sinner is that the label always seems to put entertainment and creating a lasting body of work (its catalog is valuable and thoroughly active on its website for subsequent streaming) rather than just cranking out star-studded ephemera like most of the competition.
Screenwriter Vespoli shows up in a plum role as the mom, always away on business and cheating (quite comically) on London as we see her humped (by Erik Everhard) while nonchalantly talking on the phone to her hubby. She's only been married to London for a year, and her daughter played by Cruise meets him on this delayed basis, since she's been living with Vespoli's ex or away at school.
The second of four vignettes is the most interesting, as the filmmakers execute a novel ploy that significantly varies the usual "give me a mish, then a doggy, then a reverse cowgirl and finally a facial" ho-hum regimentation of generic porn by the positions.
Instead we have London spying on his new house guest and finding her humping Gavin Kane, only to imagine himself in Kane's position. The invisible cutting and shot matching to create a 30-minute segment in which Kane and London alternate on screen putting it to Carter is expertly done, an admirable achievement. Kane is a very poor actor (c.f. Nick Orleans' clunker "Game On") so reducing his role to little more than a cameo was a wise move in any event.
Lest one complain that sex with a step isn't incest, Carter is careful to moan "Oh, daddy!" during the inevitable hook-up with step-daddy, keeping the illusion alive for the thrill-seeking viewer.