The original Falcon Cruisin' in 1988 was a paean to impulsive romance with many memorable sexual performances from the likes of Race Jensen, Jack Lofton and Troy McKenzie. At the time it came out, reviewers emphasized the romantic elements to the sex. The performers had a quality that made a simple, wordless pickup at the park or along the San Francisco Marina a real event. It was the last days of porn innocence in gay America.
Three years later, this Cruisin' is now a low budget production that isn't the least bit innocent, but is most certainly steamy. It's comprised of vignettes depicting more pick-ups in places like the Castro district's Jaguar Books, the car wash, the park, and on the foggy, thoroughly alluring streets of The City. The sex is safe, athletic, and immediate with a minimum of bother.
It's amazing though what a little thought in the one scene with a real script does to enhance the production. Matt Gunther and Dcota, presumably playing a pair of lovers, pick up Brian Peterson for the feature's one three-way and provide some fun and unusual dialogue. A simple, 30-second exchange like this can go so far to establish sympathetic characters, create a sense of realism, and get us to root for the players to the point that the sex is elevated to something more than a chance encounter.