Synopsis
A young Southern débutante temporarily abandons her posh lifestyle and upcoming, semi-arranged marriage to have a lustful and erotic fling with a rugged drifter who works at a local carnival.
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Cast
- Sherilyn FennApril Delongpre
- Richard TysonPerry
- Louise FletcherBelle Delongpre
- Burl IvesSheriff Earl Hawkins
- Kristy McNicholPatti Jean
- Martin HewittChad Douglas Fairchild
- Juanita MooreDelilah
- Don GallowaySenator Delongpre
- Millie PerkinsMrs. Delongpre
- Milla JovovichSamantha Delongpre
- 70
Los Angeles Times
Unlike pornography, it takes place in a recognizably real world. It is a much better film than "9 1/2 Weeks," which King wrote and produced. [2 May 1988, p.5] - 50
Chicago Sun-Times
The story is such a compilation of cliches that I hesitate to describe it, for fear of being taken for a satirist. - 50
Chicago Tribune
A decent example of that strange new genre that has arisen to serve the home rental audience-a soft-core porn film directed primarily toward women. [29 Apr 1988, p.L] - 40
Time Out
Sex sequences are disappointingly non-specific: blurred nipples and vaguely flickering tongues, set to That Disco Beat and invariably followed by post-coital blubbing. - 40
Chicago Reader
Thematically, this has a lot to do with the sexiness of class difference and the hypocrisy of marriage and double standards, although, as often happens in porn, the “dream sequences” by the end make it hard to know what's actually happening in terms of plot. But customers looking for photogenic flesh and passion, with a passing plug for safe sex thrown in, won't have much cause for complaint. - 40
Empire
All pout and pose, with no spine to speak of; a beast with no back. - 30
The New York Times
A breast-and-buttock show for the soft-porn set...What these repellent people have in common are their great chests and abundant hair. ''You excite me so much I can't help myself,'' says Perry. ''This has never happened to me before,'' says April. - 30
Washington Post
Two Moon Junction is a soft-porn boudoir thriller with the look of a perfume ad and a spaghetti-strap-thin wisp of a plot...As in the antiseptic "9 1/2 Weeks," there's smut, but no sweat. You get the feeling King would make love wearing not only his socks but a pair of surgical gloves.