Review

It's a big "N" for nostalgia with this classic Arch Brown porno by the director of many collaborations with legendary gay porn icon Jack Wrangler. If you yearn for pre-condom, raunchy, anonymous sex, with hot guys displaying big cocks (sans buffed gym bunnies with those hairless, waxed bodies with perfect skin and teeth and great haircuts), then this video's for you!

So what if you have to stomach tasteless plaid furniture, ugly floral sheets and the hairiest butts you've seen in twenty years. This is the fuckin' fabulous late '70s, okay?

After the artistically placed credits, the video opens with two nude guys sleeping side by side, complete with roaring big cocks, underscored by the period background music with a refrain: "I wanna live my life with you." How sweet! So viewers get it right away: these guys (sexpigs that they are obviously are) aren't one-night stands… they're lovers!

In short order, we meet Joe. He's the straight construction worker, made from dreams about men found on abandoned piers, seriously working on a bid for the real demolition of the Hudson St. piers (10th & W. 12th Street). His boss via phone tells Joe that no one uses them any more. Well, almost no one!

Arch introduces nifty parallel editing here which he employs many times throughout the video. Our hero, the straight construction worker, is gloriously presented in bed with his wife; then neatly cut to our hero and his attractively 1970's clonish gay lover. After sex, we're voyeurs as we watch both couples in the shower (more parallel editing), complete with flute and harpsichord music (I'm not kidding) of the two couples in domestic tranquility.

Unexpectedly, our hero gets the work day off. This is a deliberate plot twist. But, as he says, "It's fuckin' fantastic" and before we know it, he's off to the same piers that Joe has been assigned to evaluate for his demolition company.

The gay boy neighbor upstairs and the construction worker downstairs, walking the streets of Greenwich Village to the infamous piers - with actual historic footage - enhanced by playfully teasing shots of construction workers appraising the situation. It's obvious that the pier's faulty construction could endanger the group of hot numbers overpopulating the desolate area. But, hey, get real. Do you think that these oversexed guys really care?

Out of the apartment building we follow Joe, shot in a series of overtly sexually compromising and highly suggestive poses, as he thoroughly inspects the piers. Always keeping his eye on work, Joe seems oblivious to the sexual activity around him. Without any dialogue during these sequences, Arch underscores the scenes with simple vocals. "In a little room, watching all the people pass by…just don't know my way around" goes the song's verse.

Arch's perverted sense of irony returns while our gay hero, the one with the unexpected work day off, is being sucked off by a stranger while Joe continues to eye the abandoned piers.

Puffing on a joint, our hero loosens up with a hot sexy muscular number. With a few days' facial growth, he's very hirsute, the gay urban clone a la New York, donned with a flannel plaid shirt and blue jeans. The anti-fashion macho gayish straight look; a real mindfuck of sorts.

We cut to "Joe" - the straight voyeur – watching a hot face-fucking scene with embraced sexual partners, reflected in puddles of water. In artistically attempted interludes, we see shots of piers and the river, men in sexual contortions, all caught in the shadows or seductively lurking in the rear and around the pier. This is a true "mood" piece, not something characteristic of porn videos.

While our hero gets in lots of cocksucking of hot studs and gets serviced in return, Joe is still always peering (pun intended) through a window or a crack in the foundation. Ultimately, Joe is always lurking somewhere on the piers.

Eventually, there are several group sex parties that take center stage all the while Joe watches through cracks in the walls and holes in the doors. Through these peep-holes he (and we) see hints of leather vests, jackets and cock rings on our hero and his sexual partners of-the-moment. Our hero gets sucked off once again by a group of random, hungry mouths. Gazing directly into the camera, an expressionless but sexy as all hell Joe, "the classic hardhat" (yes, he's wearing one), remains the dark, silent and mysterious type. The viewer is wondering throughout the video what the hell is this detached, sexy, mustachioed, straight guy really thinking about?

Sexcapades continue onwards at the piers. Our anything but timid hero starts with two guys, but go to four or more. Group sex is excellent. Finally, he's shackled and hanging so the guys can really "go at him" with gay abandon. Good cum shots in the mouth overlay of the sound (a man's panting as he ejaculates). Then more cum shots are unloaded on his face, chest, and legs. The guys leave him shackled. Even Joe who has been watching all the time, literally looks at him and passes by. (What a big tease Joe really is!)

Finally, both our hero and Joe call it a day at the piers. They return home, both walking behind one another, down the familiar streets of Greenwich Village. Joe meets his wife at the front door of the apartment. Laden with groceries, he kisses her as they climb the stairs. Our hero observes and contemplates his straight construction worker neighbor. But Joe never makes eye contact with our hero. They go into their respective "love nest" apartments and resume their domestic lives with their respective partners.