In case you don't know, "FILTF" means "Fathers I'd Like to Fuck." We begin with a crewcut white dude in a tie and blue shirt (a car salesman, maybe) seated on a blood-red vinyl sofa blowing a black youth in a black wool cap who holds up the hem of his T-shirt to fuck the Daddy's face. Naked, Daddy is hairy and flabby. But his bearish ass is firm enough for Sonny to batter doggie-style. Next, the camera takes a while to pan up a huge black daddy as he strips to let a crewcut blond youth eat him in front of Munch's "The Scream." The mood is hurt by breaks in the uneven sound and by overheard director's instructions as Huge buggers Crewcut over a sofa. Something that sounds like a combination of an air conditioner, running water and a car motor idling hurts the mood of a lovely, sultry fuck under the Puerto Rican flag of a wild-haired blond twink in sheer orange jockey shorts by a hanky-headed, gum-chewing black youth (neither of them daddy material for the other). In the next scene, the director chats with both the big, bald black and the sensitive white youth the black fucks. Finally, madman Tony Akin just about saves the movie with his barnyard sensuality as a masseur whose asshole gives a happy ending to a tall, languid, young black beauty.

RETAILING: Bad sound in two scenes, chatty director in a third, but white and black models work hard.