Jonathan Morgan, a couple of decades earlier, was among Adult Cinema's most reliable comedians, both as an actor in such Wicked hits as "Haunted Nights" and later as Wicked's #2 director behind only Brad Armstrong, but this lame Samantha Saint vehicle is embarrassing. Its attempts at low-brow humor fall flat and Saint is remarkably unappealing in the lead role as a novice nurse.
One has only to turn to Bob Chinn's 1978 classic "Candy Stripers" (with its famous fisting scene) to see how it's done. Morgan stages asinine skits in the hospital that feature the requisite porn content (albeit watered down considerably by Wicked's condoms-only safe sex policy) but are pure groaners in terms of the intended yocks. Folks using the hospital cheaply as a subsitute for a hot-sheets motel is an overdone gimmick here.
Saint pulls faces and plays the ditzy blonde with little skill, coming off merely as Wicked's wannabe then-pretender to the Jenna Jameson blonde bombshell crown. Supporting cast is poor, ranging from Bonnie Rotten overdoing her squirting gimmick to Brooklyn Chase as a dime a dozen golddigger. Rilynn Rae, who is even taller than Saint, briefly impresses as a fake doctor, while perhaps the wisest cast member is Alex Chance who doesn't have to perform any sex in her role and gets no screen credit whatsoever.
Kyle Stone appears way too often as Saint's antagonist, a hospital administrator giving the newbie nurse a hard time. Poor attention to detail has the hospital genre's corny gimmick of endless p.a. announcements featuring the same "Paging Dr. Greenspan" repeated nearly a dozen times.
