I Like to Play Games Too (1998) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski)
a bad soft-core sex flick, but they kind of messed up some good
They had the pedigree. This is the sequel to one of the best soft-cores ever made, one with good sex in good light and a good plot.
one isn't nearly as good, for a couple of reasons
Here are some examples of what I mean by the lazy script:
when Maria Ford is pitching a client to get his P.R. account, she goes
through his computer files. In real life, nobody would hire her after
seeing that, so she should be suspicious right there when the guy just
ignores her spying. Of course, she was being set up, but she should
have realized it. And then later she managed to hack into the files by
just guessing common passwords like "sex" and
"money". The script should cut out her spying on the guy in
her job interview, and the implausible instant hacking, but if they
wanted to use the spying, here's how I would have used it: Once the
guy knew that she was curious about the files, he plants bogus
information in them, plants a long complicated password in a notebook
next to the computer, then leaves her alone in the room. Then, she
would think she is really hacking, and the guy would plant lots of
disinformation on her.
Also, I wouldn't have let the film degenerate into the usual gun-pointing. I would have re-written the script so that the detective was not really a detective, there were no blackmails, and the ex-boyfriend was shot with blanks. If the movie is going to be about games, make them good games, not bullshit! Or better yet, let Maria Ford accidentally get the gun with blanks, think she is in danger, shoot someone, and the bogus detective arrests HER! That would be a really good game, and would have been totally believable in the context of the existing story.
But No-o-o. It has to turn out that the guy who is beating Maria at her own games is a famous international criminal, and she says "these games have gone too far". Complete wuss-out!
Speaking of implausible scripting, what about the entire premise. Maria leaves the ad firm to form her own consulting firm, and she ends up playing these games with her own clients. She has to win, so the games only go on until she dumps the guy because he's a wuss. Wait a minute! She always leaves her clients as emotional wrecks? H-m-m-m-m. So where does she expect to get her future clients from? Word of mouth referrals? Needless to say, her business would dry up. Screwing your clients is OK. Screwing them OVER, however, is not exactly a business plan out of Harvard Business School (which, by the way, is the character's alma mater.)
And why does the script call for Maria Ford to dress like a low-rent streetwalker? That would be OK once she starts playing games, but she always dresses like that, even for initial business presentations. I guess the answer is that the people who made the film don't know how sexy professional women dress. I suppose they think that they wear platform shoes, leather mini-skirts, fish-net stockings, and bright red lipstick outlined in brown.
|You know, I don't think that concept would be so hard to research. A quick lunch in the Wall Street area would give you the general idea. As I recall, a couple of years ago, the women who tried to show off their wares would wear those double breasted business suits with no bra, which would look all Hillary Clinton from the front and one side, but from the other side would give all these tantalizing glimpses. Then they would sit in the right place in the room so that the intended guy would see the goods, but nobody else would know what was going on. (Many thanks to Joanna at Shell U.K, in the unlikely event you read this!)|
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