The two male leads in this film, both of whom are nude most of the time, are so outrageously hot that the fact there is virtually no story really does not matter. You just do not get tired of looking at these guys. And their acting is pretty good too with what they have to work with which isn't much. In fact the storyline is so thin it never intrudes on the visual pleasure one has gazing upon these two Greek gods. It's set in LA so there are some great shots of that fabled city where I once lived and married and divorced in a typical Hollywood story. I was a writer and she was an actress/model - not a recipe for successful matrimony. Eventually she gave up the business and married a plastic surgeon, telling me she liked the idea of being young forever. As well as the posh seaside estate in Zuma. My shack over a garage hardly compared that's for sure. Oh, and as far as the film is concerned the title is never explained.
Review of Lucky Bastard
