Sexy and ambitious nightclub deejay encounters both fame and danger when she partners with a shady Russian businessman.
A relationship is the last thing on “Ms. Bobbi” Hayes’s mind when she first picks up Mikhail Petrov after one of her gigs. A flamboyant club diva known for her inventive music mixes and barely-there ensembles, Bobbi sees men as playthings, useful only for satisfying her sexual needs. But Mikhail is different. Older, whiter and much richer than her previous conquests, he is her match in bed, and she cannot believe her luck when he reveals that he has just purchased the famous nightspot Babylon and wants her to work there. But first he whisks her off to Greece on his yacht, where they party their way across the Mediterranean, making stops to show off Bobbi’s deejay skills in exotic locales like Ibiza and St. Tropez. Mikhail’s extreme wealth attracts Bobbi, who walked away from her own privileged upbringing in Chicago to make it on her own, but it’s his drive to succeed at all costs that really impresses her, and allows her to get past some of his more controlling tendencies. She doesn’t love him, but he promises to make her a star, and back in Miami, he does just that. He turns Babylon into Bobbi’s showcase, but even as the crowds line up, something is amiss. She’s smart enough to realize that Mikhail’s business cannot be fully legitimate, but she has no idea how ruthless her mysterious Russian is until one of his previous paramours is found dead. Before it’s too late, she gets help from surly (but oh-so-fine) bouncer Q, who has even more secrets than Mikhail. With an appealingly unapologetic heroine, this second effort from onetime music-video dancer Smith (The Rolexx Club, July 2006) is good at capturing the seamy side of South Beach nightlife, but it suffers from underwritten supporting characters and a silly plot.
Formulaic thriller with a hip-hop soundtrack.