It’s low-budget, it’s softcore, it’s cheesy, but like the still from her upcoming sex tape, we get to see Chelsea topless and in the act. Little victories! (Reasonably sized boobs!)
Even if, for some tragic reason, the ultra-hyped sex tape never sees the light of day, we can at least be happy that we’ve seen Chelsea’s boobs on multiple occasions, and have now seen her ecstatic, gaping O-face on film. At this point, we really just want to see “The Plotters.” The whole movie can’t be like this, can it? How could this have come out in 2001 when it screams 1990s? And what is with that side swipe at 2:01? Sex tapes be damned, we’re fascinated with poor acting and editing decisions.