Prior to embarking on her successful career as a director, Stormy Daniels earned this early screenwriting credit in one of the Hollywood genres she so admires: a tale of kidnapping. Competently directed by Jonathan Morgan, it lacks pizzazz but is solidly cornball entertainment -high praise (unfortunately) for porn.,
She also stars as the footloose daughter of a mean old politician (Mike Horner in his typically effective NonSex Role guise) who is kidnapped by a treacherous friend -Tony Tedeschi, and accidentally ends up in captivity held by a low-rent version of Vin Diesel and his crew, led by choppers Evan Stone and Julian.
A rather convoluted plot device has both the really bad guy Tedeschi and the relatively innocent criminals Stone and Julian all reporting to the same mob boss Herschel Savage. He's ruthless, and the script includes some lethal violence, carefully soft-pedaled by director Morgan (killings taking place off-screen). In almost a Stockholm Syndrome scenario, Stormy ends up in the loving arms of her captor Julian, with the show climaxing by a reveal of his monstrous, wide-screen accommodating cock.
Other lovelies grace the screen in support of Stephanie, I mean Stormy, including fellow Wicked Pictures star Kaylani Lei and plenty of busty talent notably Mason Storm (no relation).
Biggest boner here, apart from Julian's, is a glaring continuity error occurring when Stormy is allowed to go to the ladies' room and emerges with an impossible costume change -befitting a star but hardly suitable for the character she's playing.
She also stars as the footloose daughter of a mean old politician (Mike Horner in his typically effective NonSex Role guise) who is kidnapped by a treacherous friend -Tony Tedeschi, and accidentally ends up in captivity held by a low-rent version of Vin Diesel and his crew, led by choppers Evan Stone and Julian.
A rather convoluted plot device has both the really bad guy Tedeschi and the relatively innocent criminals Stone and Julian all reporting to the same mob boss Herschel Savage. He's ruthless, and the script includes some lethal violence, carefully soft-pedaled by director Morgan (killings taking place off-screen). In almost a Stockholm Syndrome scenario, Stormy ends up in the loving arms of her captor Julian, with the show climaxing by a reveal of his monstrous, wide-screen accommodating cock.
Other lovelies grace the screen in support of Stephanie, I mean Stormy, including fellow Wicked Pictures star Kaylani Lei and plenty of busty talent notably Mason Storm (no relation).
Biggest boner here, apart from Julian's, is a glaring continuity error occurring when Stormy is allowed to go to the ladies' room and emerges with an impossible costume change -befitting a star but hardly suitable for the character she's playing.