Released: Aug 01st, 1996
Running Time: 90
Director: Cybil Richards
Company: Surrender Cinema
Distribution Companies: Amazing Fantasy
Cast: Vanessa Taylor, Jacqueline Lovell
Critical Rating: Not Yet Rated
For the true aficionado, there's always been an appreciable division between real science fiction (such as 2001) and space opera (i.e., Star Wars), which plays fast and loose with the laws of nature whenever it suits the story.
Now comes a new genre: "Space Sensuality," which only pays lip service to reality —and even less to drama. Femalien combines those two ancient literary chestnuts: the "foreclosure" routine and the naïve alien visiting Earth. (In space, no one can hear critics groan.)
Jackie Lovell, as the stacked brunette from beyond, is about as convincing an alien as Paul Newman was an Indian in Hombre. Even the interstellar bunnies that Captain Kirk seduced knew what planet they were on.
Jackie seeks spiritual guidance from a machine which looks like a glowing vacuum cleaner with the nozzle stuck up its own ass, but that's what makes America great: freedom of religion. Anyway, the robot gives her the ability to send humans into sexual frenzy with a mere touch. Sort of like Madonna, only this bimbo really is from Jupiter.
Thus begins an almost uncountable number of scenarios wherein Jackie masturbates while her human guinea pigs get it on in the foreground. Just a few examples: in a photographer's studio (latex and water theme), by the pool (check out porndom's Leena with the oil) and in a lingerie store (lesbian clerks). Lots of close encounters, but no science fiction.
Femalien is quite literally the definition of porn, softcore or otherwise: inexperienced talent hired for their looks, performing dialogue which exists solely to set up the next sex scene.
Fortunately, a constant parade of naked girls, in all of nature's varieties (and many man-made, as well) makes the whole dizzy experience more than tolerable.