This jet-set Moby Dick meanders from port to porthole in search of a hot fuck on the low seas, but aside from Weed's brief poke up Li'l Asss' poop deck (and a salty brine cocktail), the action just floats around aimlessly like the wreck of the Andrea Doria. Nice exteriors boost production values, but the sex is your standard flotsam 'n' jetsam.