To call STRIPPED is a failure is to suggest that it strove to be anything other than an opportunity for some young filmmakers to break into the market with reasonably well-made and acted rental/streaming service horror filler. It's Graham's 21st birthday, so his brother Luke (writer/producer Josh Cole) and his friends Cameron (Carson Aune, BATTLESHIP) and Tommy (Alvaro Orlando, COUNTERPUNCH) drag the fat slob pothead (really, his contribution to the film is smoking pot, vomiting, and defacating) to Las Vegas for a "fucking spree". Also along for the ride is Luke's best friend/unrequited love Capri (writer/producer Nicole Sienna) hitching a ride to Vegas to meet her marine-on-leave boyfriend Jake (Nicholes Cole, NOT ANOTHER NOT ANOTHER MOVIE). Cameron - whose rich daddy has secured them a swank suite - comes across a business card for a stripper service called "Paradise" that promises to do "anything" to make the customer happy. They find it strange that they have to travel to meet the strippers, and begin to rethink their plans when their destination turns out to be a creepy warehouse, but the girls make no pretense about their services; however, they accept payment only in donations since serve as a front for an illegal organs trafficker (Joseph Buttler) who prays on the drunk and gullible. It doesn't really deliver the graphic gory payoff the audience anticipates in exchange for putting up with the obnoxious lambs for the slaughter for the first fifty minutes (the Michael Myers-esque way the organ trafficker strolls after his victims will induce more chuckles than chills), but - at just under eighty minutes - it doesn't overstay it welcome.