Basically the predictable, fragmented story of an escort agency named Favors, this tape is a must-see for one reason: coverboy Andrew Michaels, a new face with an old name. This is not the Andrew Michaels who flashed across the screen two years ago —and he should change his name pronto to avoid confusion with that lesser light.
If any newcomer can give Erik Houston of Scorcher a fun for his money in terms of versatility, charisma, and acting talent, it's the new Michaels. Even in a basically undeveloped plot, he manages to project a consistent, believable characterization. Always sexy, at certain moments he is stunningly beautiful. Give the guy a break —then watch out!
The rest of the tape? Not bad, but unexceptional. Packaging is dynamite, with spectacular photos of Michaels on both the front and back covers.