The only curious thing about this movie is the Pepto-Bismol bottle on Jake's nightstand as he has sex.

Other than that the movie delivers nothing to think about.

You'd think with this subject matter some level of explicitly would come into play.

Jake you're a moron not a sex addict.

I went into this because the subject matter of sex addiction sounded interesting, but could find no reviews , even from critics and no trailer. I made it through 20 minutes and I can see why. If your're expecting to see even a low budget film on sexual addiction as this film claims, forget it. The movie, like some cheap 1950's horror film, even opens with some old man telling the viewing audience this is a film about sexual addiction that may horrify you. What follows is a grainy , student project type film with bad acting, a loud voice-over of the lead actor's conscience and in the 20 minutes I watched, one male bare buttocks and some breasts. There is nothing erotic here, nothing about sexual addiction, just nonsense. The writer and director is also the star and every line he utters is delivered in the same flat monotone as if he were mentally challenged. I fast forwarded through the rest and saw some people wearing masks, a scene where the lead talks to a theater of empty chairs and more poorly filmed grainy scenes of people talking. If you have a craving to watch bad acting from unattractive amateurs shot on no budget with an old camera-phone this is your movie.