Roy Karch working for Adam & Eve delivered a quality product, and this particular Ava Vincent romantic vehicle is notable for its complete absence of gimmickry.
Most surprising to me is the sincerity of Karch's script -presenting couples in loving sex scenes devoid of cynicism, gratuitous plot twists or dramatics. It's far from being an all-sex movie in which couplings are dreamy or abstract, but the characters interact oh so pleasantly, in almost utopian or if you wish to be unkind a pollyannish fashion.
The title broadcasts that fact: we have three heroines Vincent, Hannah Harper and Chenin Blanc, who jog together and trade pleasantries about their love life. Nothing untoward or upsetting happens during the film, and it ends pleasantly with Ava and husband Randy Spears (modulating his tendency toward overacting for once) in bed happily ever after.
