Here's a not so bad sex thriller, one of the better playboy, 21s't century titles that sees honey, and former high class escort (Shannon Whirry-Hollywood Madam, Out For Justice) being stalked by this old sinister and ugly looking dude with a silencer. He keeps reappearing before her, after something she doesn't know anything about. Leaving her hubby and kid, she goes back to her former place of residence, where she held her profession as an escort, under the watchful, mothering eye of her madam/mentor, Maud Adams, to get some answers. She hires a really good PI, Clay (a wearied Timothy Bottoms) who she had a beef with years earlier, but of course, she eventually ends up in the sack with him. Oh, yes, an old and favorable client, (Malcolm Mcdowell) is in town, which means, yes, just more favor from our hot Whirry, who declines, through with the business. But Malcolm does one better in this truly hot spa scene, as when he reopens his eyes, they're met by a younger, hotter philly, new to the game, where Mcdowell tells her, which just cracks me up in the way he says it, "You're far too beautiful". Ringer is great in the thriller department where we find out, near it's end, the real story, that had this nut following Whirry. A geeky son, who's advances were rejected by our high class hottie, who's related to the mafia, thought a little payback was necessary. You'll love too who the mafia father is, you almost don't recognize him. Whirry personally tells the father, "I deal to high class clientele. You think I would go on a date with a client who looked like him", or words close to that. Ohll, that'd get me mad. Ringer paints itself off as a not so bad thriller, and deservedly so. Whirry's goodies as well as her friends, are quite a bonus too.
