Eric Edwards directs "Airotica" well, credited alongside the producer Luc Wylder, but as usual Cash Markman's half-baked screenplay keeps this ancient Sin City feature from gaining classic (or near) status.
Markman's starting point is okay, developing one-dimensional characters led by mean billionaire John Decker, hiding behind shades and a haughty personality as he takes trophy wife Lisa Ann on a 747 to conduct business. Mike Horner overacts up a storm as a henpecked, unsuccessful guy who needs to get to NYC with wife Anna Malle in the worst way, and uses her beauty to finagle a couple of seats on the jumbo plane that Decker has fully booked just for his own use plus Lisa and underling Colt Steele.
Sex before and after boarding is imaginatively shot by Edwards' camera man, though lighting is highly variable, this show dating back to the video era (reissued on DVD over a decade later for posterity). Things get off with a bang in an impromptu limousine three-way for Decker, Lisa and his secretary Jacklyn Lick, enhanced by the facial resemblance between the two actresses.
Malle shares the spotlight in two strong sex scenes, while she coaxes hubby Horner into a Walter Mitty daydream of a gang-bang for airport employees Missy, Mickey G., Alex Sanders and Michael Hurt, with Missy delivering anal sex (also a Malle specialty here too).
Too bad Markman's dialog is pure cliché and his talky ending phony as a three-dollar bill, but with a thousand or so other script assignments to keep the wolf from his door Marc evidently had a policy of no rewrites. Under different and more creative hands this germ of an idea could have been molded into a winner.
Markman's starting point is okay, developing one-dimensional characters led by mean billionaire John Decker, hiding behind shades and a haughty personality as he takes trophy wife Lisa Ann on a 747 to conduct business. Mike Horner overacts up a storm as a henpecked, unsuccessful guy who needs to get to NYC with wife Anna Malle in the worst way, and uses her beauty to finagle a couple of seats on the jumbo plane that Decker has fully booked just for his own use plus Lisa and underling Colt Steele.
Sex before and after boarding is imaginatively shot by Edwards' camera man, though lighting is highly variable, this show dating back to the video era (reissued on DVD over a decade later for posterity). Things get off with a bang in an impromptu limousine three-way for Decker, Lisa and his secretary Jacklyn Lick, enhanced by the facial resemblance between the two actresses.
Malle shares the spotlight in two strong sex scenes, while she coaxes hubby Horner into a Walter Mitty daydream of a gang-bang for airport employees Missy, Mickey G., Alex Sanders and Michael Hurt, with Missy delivering anal sex (also a Malle specialty here too).
Too bad Markman's dialog is pure cliché and his talky ending phony as a three-dollar bill, but with a thousand or so other script assignments to keep the wolf from his door Marc evidently had a policy of no rewrites. Under different and more creative hands this germ of an idea could have been molded into a winner.