Playing the pot-smoking bi-sexual neighbor, April Wade
elevates Opie’s doldrums as a lively and nearly endearing bed buddy. In an all-too-brief flashback and subplot concerning a conspiracy rigged by a former girlfriend, Gina DeVettori
is a toothsome dish warranting more screen time. (Pregnancy may have forced the actress into early retirement from the production.) But the film takes off when Ute Werner
enters the fray. Tough and glamorous, her blond-in-black-leather erotic fascist displays a photogenic and gifted performer, who quickly develops an amusing onscreen repartee with Ricardo as her ‘bitch.’ In the other roles, Jesselynn Desmond
is suitably disturbing as a nympho packing a vibrator and a gun; and sexy Samantha Turk
appears out of nowhere in an amusing, unexplained bit of slapstick that could use a little fleshing out.
Fond of staring vacantly into space or pontificating on the pointlessness of existence, Opie uses plastic dildo dispensers for squirting out condiments and hand lotion. This and other gay innuendo provide yet more material than Sunnyvale
can possibly take on. Limited budgets and shooting schedules—not the talent involved—undoubtedly stunted the picture’s growth. There are qualities floating around here that are both flavorful and amusing…and have one wishing the film were longer and more developed.