This collaboration between Shannon Tweed and Andrew Stevens in their series of direct-to-video, erotic thrillers places more emphasis on the "thriller" than on the "erotic," probably not to the delight of Tweed's ardent admirers.
Moira Davis (Tweed) is trapped in a very unhappy marriage with a wheeler-dealer husband, Daniel (Joe Cortese), who terrorizes and brutalizes her. She's plagued by recurring erotic dreams about a handsome stranger. Her friend Melinda Ryan (Michelle Johnson) and a psychic (Stella Stevens) urge her
to leave Daniel and seek out the man of her dreams, but Moira is too afraid. Meanwhile, across town, Nick Richardson (Stevens) is obsessed with discovering the identity of the beautiful woman he's been dreaming about every night. Finally, Moira and Nick are drawn together. They quickly fall in
Moira decides to divorce Daniel, but first must get proof of his adultery with his secretary, Beverly (Rochelle Swanson). Instead though, she tapes him threatening to murder his employee because she stole some of his files. Moira hatches a plot to get away from Daniel forever, but unfortunately
he's gotten suspicious of her, and is having her followed. Moira gets the damning evidence she needs, but Daniel catches up to her with the intent to kill. Nick comes to her rescue--just in the nick of time, and kills Daniel.
In the last shot, Moira wakes up with a start. She's in bed next to Daniel. It was all just a dream.
Unlike most films of its genre, in which the plot just strings together opportunities for steamy disrobing, ILLICIT DREAMS' story is pretty good. With a psychic connection plot device right out of a soap opera, the potential existed for some trashy fun. Too bad actor-turned-auteur Andrew Stevens
takes everything so seriously. One can almost hear the echo, "We're making a drama here people!" reverberating, along with his direction to "hurry up," over every scene. As Nick, the sensitive carpenter-sailing enthusiast-artist, Stevens is just too wimpy. The role needed a hairy behemoth (though
Stevens does sport a three day beard growth that Don Johnson made fashionable a decade ago). And Moira's victim status is so over-determined, the character comes off as insipid and pathetic, not any sort of heroine. Tweed, though, is empowered enough to limit her erotic participation to the bare
minimum of nudity and performance of ecstatic reaction shots. (Sexual situations, nudity, violence, profanity.)
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- Released: 1995
- Rating: NR
- Review: This collaboration between Shannon Tweed and Andrew Stevens in their series of direct-to-video, erotic thrillers places more emphasis on the "thriller" than on the "erotic," probably not to the delight of Tweed's ardent admirers. Moira Davis (Tweed) is tr… (more)