It’s 1960 and Frankie Valentine is doing just fine. The transplanted New York photographer is living it up in the Hollywood sunshine surrounded by beautiful women more than willing to dispose of their clothes and pose. He has no reason to go back east. That is, until the body of a childhood friend, who had disappeared in 1950, turns up. Valentine flies back home to lend his expertise as a crime scene photographer and help out a friend who’s in a jam. Instead he finds a compromised crime scene, a hidden stash of cash, and trouble. A Junkie stripper and her mother-a woman who ushered Valentine into manhood-a mob boss racked with jealousy and homicidal rage and assorted low-lifes all roll out the unwelcome mat. It’s all blood, money, sex and lies…sealed with a Cougar’s Kiss.