Skinopsis

Okay, we won't lie. It's artsy. It's artsy as all fuck, but ignore the handheld camera and the layered images. Ignore the bullshit cover that makes it look like something your goddamn high school art history teacher would make you watch on some day when her head hurt too much to feed you inaccurate information and pronounce artists' names incorrectly. Ignore all of this (unless some of what we said actually appeals to you) and watch this fucking movie. Why? Because it's hot as shit, or Hell, more appropriately.

Claudine Spiteri (the chick on the cover who is, trust us, much hotter on video than the bullshit cover) gets naked... a lot. First, she's full-frontal getting felt up by her camera-wielding manfriend revealing exquisite boobs and a shockingly trimmed garden. Since this movie looks so damn artsy, we figured that'd be it. Boy were we wrong, wrong, wrong. In fact, every time she showed up to show off her stuff, we thanked the nudity gods and figured that she would shed her threads no more. But, we kept getting pleasantly surprised. She shows her tits off at least half a dozen more times, her bush a few more times too, gets fucked all over the place while moaning realistically, shows more tits while puking, prances in an outdoor fountain totally naked and does all kinds of other naked artsy bullshit that had us grinning.

Oh yeah, and she's dying, which somehow makes the whole thing hotter. We always knew intellectual chicks just wanted to be whores. It's just too bad that the onset of death has to be the impetus.

-- Rick Stanko