Review

Beautifully shot on film in Rome. Really, it is more like a moving pictorial spread for a high end photo mag or kinky fashion rag. This is not a stroker film, this is a projector film: put yourself there in the really lavish interiors, amazing net body suits, and leather. The open windows looking out onto the square, people milling about in the distance. The rope, the smack and spank of the crop and the anticipation that builds during the waiting...

The women are almost minted: they all somehow look alike. Taller, perfect bodies, big breasts, smooth, and chiseled, model faces. Even the contrast between Aria's extraordinary olive skin and beautiful ink drop eyes and Anita's statuesque blonde persona is somehow lessened by the perfectness of the set and the mood.

The sex (which is mostly licking and fingering) somehow disappears in the midst of the beauty. It is really quite strange. And that finally, is the deal: Andrew Blake, more than any other porner, takes it away. The visceral is dissolved into nearly total aesthetic. It is, literally, a mind fuck. Put that in your pipe, smokey....
-Kaspar Gray

 -- Kaspar Gray