You need a high tolerance for Michael Vegas's brand of overacting in this sci-fi cheapie, relentlessly silly instead of suspenseful. He plays a UFO nut, even wearing the stereotypical aluminum foil hat, who has an encounter with extraterrestrial beauty Cherie Deville, latter underplaying in robotic fashion.
She looks terrific in her snug sliver costume, sort of a porno Jeri Ryan. He takes her home to his bedroom and gets the sex he wants, plus some added kink in the form of Cherie pegging him with a strap-on (representing her huge alien prick) as well as fisting with both hands. Vegas is a porn star who, like Tom Byron before him, has gone that one step beyond into bottoming for babes, so this particular result is not a total surprise.
