Jane Street (1996) from Tuna
This is an erotic thriller with a transparent plot.
Linda Hoffman has just taken a job in New York with an ad firm, and
her boss not only finds her an apartment on Jane Street, but helps her
move in. As he is leaving, we learn that he is unhappily married. That
only leaves one fact remaining for us to figure out throughout the
entire film. We get that last piece of information immediately as
Hoffman gets in the tub and sees the ghost of a dead woman, Gabriella
Hall, who lived there.
So, let's see. Hall must have been murdered, or she wouldn't be a ghost. The boss is a letch, and seems to move employees into apartments with an eye toward sex. If Hoffman turned him down, the movie would end there. So, he will have his affair with her, she will not do well seeing a married man, and the ghost will continue to make her life miserable until she solves the murder. The boss is the obvious suspect, so it won't be him. There's nobody left but his drunken bitch of a wife. Thus we can predict the entire film from the first two minutes.
When Hoffman finally quits seeing the boss and takes up with the building handyman, her co-worker (former Playmate Carrie Stevens) takes up with the boss.
The few IMDb comments are evenly divided between straight guys who admit the plot is weak but like the nudity, and gay guys who were really turned off by the entire thing, but most especially seeing Robert Grant (Queer as Folk) play the handyman, requiring him to do a love scene with a woman.
I found it a genre cliché. Three attractive naked women, but a transparent plot, and poor to mediocre acting.
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