Director Scott Masters(The Bigger They Come, Down For The Count) has the master's touch in casting scripting, directing and production values.

By shrewdly matching his performers with the roles they play, Masters avoids the embarrassment of sexy men who can't act. And by endowing commonplace fantasies with humor and invention, he spins an erotic web that keeps the viewer enthralled. Add to this an exceptional technical expertise and you have a prime example of gay video at its best.

Head Of The Class takes place in a rooming house for college guys, and the entire cast has that wholesome, boy-next-door look - with the exception, that is, of "Uncle Harry," who owns the house and watches the sexual hijinks of his tenants with hidden video cameras. When "Uncle Harry" finally appears in the last scene, he is not the troll we expected but a muscle-bound hunk of, let's say, mature years.

Sleepwalking scenes, sex for breakfast, lovemaking through a window, interracial lust in a hot tub, haggling over a word processor and a climactic orgy make up the erotic scenarios of this well-structured, wittily scripted and superbly directed video. Scott Masters, it seems, can do no wrong.