To The Limit (1995) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski)

So many contemporary interpretations of Shakespeare are coming out these days! Here we have Anna Nicole Smith in this modern version of MacBeth. To the right, she delivers her famous soliloquy:

"Out, damned spot. Come on, you stupid spot, get out. I hate you. (Stamps foot)"

And then I woke up and it was all a dream. Anna was there and Joey Travolta, and Toto, too.

Actually, Anna is a CIA agent or something, and teams up with some former green berets turned hitmen or something, and maybe some mob guys, and together they defeat some software thieves or something. Beats me. Some explosions and gunfights and Joey Travolta.

The hit man's wife is killed, and Anna's husband is killed, and they have a few moments of ... um .. consoling each other, and I guess we're not supposed to know if Anna is really CIA or just saying she is. Maybe she really works for the tattoed bad guy.

She has more identities than Colonel Flagg on M.A.S.H. She only tells CIA she works for DIA so they'll think she's DEA. She tells the mob that she works for the Columbian Drug Cartel so they'll think she's really NSA.


Anna Nicole Smith got naked many times. There is no good look at her buns, but there is a very clear, lingering frontal in the shower, and plenty of breastitude.

There are also breasts from Catherine Weber, Coralisa Gines, and several miscellaneous background characters.

DVD info from Amazon.

  • no widescreen

  • no features

  • but there is another ANS movie on the same disk, so what more could you ask for?

Here are the relevant questions. 
  • Wanna see ANS nekkid? She does a full-frontal shower scene.
  • Wanna see a real movie? You might try one with other members of the Travolta family.

The Critics Vote

  • no reviews online

The People Vote ...

  • With their votes ... IMDB summary: IMDb voters score it 2.6 out of 10
IMDb guideline: 7.5 usually indicates a level of excellence, about like three and a half stars from the critics. 6.0 usually indicates lukewarm watchability, about like two and a half stars from the critics. The fives are generally not worthwhile unless they are really your kind of material, about like two stars from the critics. Films under five are generally awful even if you like that kind of film, equivalent to about one and a half stars from the critics or less, depending on just how far below five the rating is.

My own guideline: A means the movie is so good it will appeal to you even if you hate the genre. B means the movie is not good enough to win you over if you hate the genre, but is good enough to do so if you have an open mind about this type of film. C means it will only appeal to genre addicts, and has no crossover appeal. D means you'll hate it even if you like the genre. E means that you'll hate it even if you love the genre. F means that the film is not only unappealing across-the-board, but technically inept as well.

Based on this description, this film is a C- if you like a tittie film with a little plot behind it. The exposure of ANS and other women is substantial, and clear, and there is some plot to carry your interest in between breasts. It is a D by any other standard. If you want a real movie, the plot isn't good enough to justify the time expenditure.

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