Both Johnny Depp and Rob Morrow were so embarrassed by the film that they swore a pact to track down and destroy every copy. After watching this film, I can see why. An 80s sex comedy, it's a pretty bottom of the barrel affair. The film could generously be called a bedroom farce, but it's really it's a crass excuse for lots of nudity. Besides Depp and Morrow, Hector Elizondo also finds himself slumming it in this garbage as a jewel theif called "The Maestro." I will say the film at least doesn't really have any pretense to it and the opening credit sequence perfectly captures the tone of this entire film; which had lots of boobs, butts, and horny teens and hits to the groin. Ace cinematographer Adam Greenberg ("Terminator 2," "Near Dark," "Ghost") also slummed it in this dreck. One star for the novelty of seeing huge star power in utterly crass garbage.