Back in the Emily Adams regime at Adam & Eve, Nick Orleans was among the top creatives at the label. But by the time "Vegas" a new, gonzo-sympathizer team was in place, and this is the lame result.
No screenplay credit, and apparently no screenplay, as we watch the laborious non-adventurous of three ladies in Vegas, just ahead of one of them (untalented Sophia Lynn) set to get hitched to Chris Cannon. A trusty video camera wielded by Daisy Marie documents their sexual hijinks, and gets them in trouble with, you guessed it, good old Chris.
I wouldn't assign this hunk of junk to Nick in a blindfold test, but he foolishly took credit upfront for producing and directing it, though the crew remains anonymous, lucky them. Cast has sex a lot, mumbles made-up dialogue, and is sure to bore the unlucky viewer to death.
