Reviewing Movies

Dante’s Cove is an island beach resort where clothing is optional and even the women have buns of steel and six-packs. The producers don’t spend a great deal on wardrobe but must supply sun tan oil by the 45 gallon drum. Aside from the parade of taut bodies there is much coupling which takes place wherever the spirit moves mano a mano, female on female, and even hetero on rare occasions. I’ve gotten accustomed to gay sex on screen but must say I still don’t see the point of the lesbian variety. Into the mix is thrown witchcraft and magic, ancient curses and demon power—the casting of spells, Wiccan, and Druidic Rites. People don’t just get murdered here; they just plain disappear or get reduced to little piles of ash.

In the end though the reason for watching this guilty pleasure is the boys; and they are beautiful.