The last album of Alice Cooper as a band has fallen far back into the cutout bin of lost pop music history. Actually, there seems to be a lot of periods like this for Alice - both band-era and solo - and in this case as with others, it's worth revisiting. Just from the title alone this had the ability to be another glossy, slam-bang production in the best Billion Dollar Baby tradition, except this time the target was sex. It doesn't quite reach the heights of Love It To Death or the previous record, but there are moments that match up. "Man With the Golden Gun" fits perfectly into James Bond's world without compromising any of Alice's ideals, while "Hard Hearted Alice" is a tantalizing glimpse into some of the mainstream ballad material that solo Alice would delve into. But the band can't keep up the intensity like they used to, and more importantly, there does seem to be a conflict between their theatrical ambitions, and a general "back to basics" thread that runs through the album.