CPR Assists 3

Look, I'm not one to "yuck your yum," as J.D. would say, but when something makes me say "what the fuck" there just isn't any way for me to bamboozle myself into thinking otherwise.

CPR Assists 3. Well, it is what it is: people pretending to save lives via Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation. I recently became CPR certified, so I thought I'd go ahead and review it. Um, what the fuck just happened in my life? I'm all for saving lives, but this "porno" just made me feel a little like someone gave me mild crotch wedgie - it doesn't hurt, but it damn sure is uncomfortable. We aren't talking about a quick resuscitation into some sort of hot sex scene, we're talking about the act of (fake) CPR. I guess I should give them props for committing, but it just rubbed me the wrong way. I'd never stop you from watching it, nor would I cast judgment upon you, but watching the movie made me, well, uneasy.

In summing up most of the scenes in this movie: a lady pulls a face down lady out of the pool and gently presses on her stomach to encourage the water out of her mouth. Eventually she coughs up the water and comes to. It's a fairly slow process, but everyone lives and everyone is topless. The end.

I must add that they're just not doing it right! I get it. They're pretending and don't want to crush any ribs, but come on people. If the entire movie is about CPR, do it right!

Roll this around in your noggin: this the third title in the CPR Assists series.