Reflections of an Indian Boy

By: Rick W. Ski
In-House Review - Oct 01 2013

Notes about the 2013 disc: While we're thrilled this classic gay film - classic in the sense of historical, not essential - has returned from beyond, we'd be remiss if we didn't comment on the quality of the print. In a word, blechh. Okay... maybe a bit too harsh a word, but it doesn't look that great. Colors are washed out, scratches pop up here and there, and framing is soft. The sound is quite good. Do remember, this thing is over 40 years old and was shot on 16mm film. So maybe "blechh" is too rough a label to slap on it, but I wish some type of color and print correction had been done. Jaguar's films are legendary and certainly sought after. There's been lots of drama surrounding these films over the years; I guess we should just be happy they're available again. Don't get us wrong: Reflections of an Indian Boy is a hoot and a half (not to mention pretty offensive to Native Americans); it's just a shame that this old-school gay film will never get an AFI restoration treatment.

By: Flapjax
In-House Review - Oct 01 2013

An action-packed tale of Native Americans and those wacky white settlers, the film Reflections of an Indian Boy (oh, the days when these were shot on film) features actual horses... and horse-hung stars. Two delicious young braves sit before a loopy, leather-jacket clad elder who hands them a peace pipe and mutters off a tale of cultural clash. After illustrating that the white man can only think about sex - quick cut to the jerking-off example - an equally hormonal Indian three way transpires. Later, we're treated to a series of sexcapades between the white cavalry camp and the Indians. Four cavalry members work it ("they really seem to know how to suck cock!" chirps the narrator) in a tent, and when happening upon this decadent scene, three cute young Indians are inspired to do same. In a bittersweet moment, the two come together for an, er, cultural exchange, as an Indian rides a tender white ass, and later, an orgy. Snapping back to the present, our two young disciples re-enact history. Disappointingly, they don't finish up - instead they fake fuck. A real shame, considering its anticipated lead-up, and how tasty they are. Aside from that, your peace pipe will definitely get hot.