The beauty of Maria Beatty’s simple Sex Mannequin is that there is just enough left unexplained in the movie to make the subtle, naturally lit scenes between Dylan Ryan and London more meaningful.
The rule in porn (and it’s a good one) is that it’s a good idea to not leave anything up to the imagination. Sex Mannequin is a nice exception. The choice to leave something out is different from leaving something out by mistake and then saying it was a choice.
Like Pinocchio and Andrew McCarthy, Ryan’s mannequin comes to life as London and immediately begins topping from the bottom. “Harder!” she yells, before the pair reverse roles. The role reversal is important because, well, the movie ends sadly.