Beautifully videographed, gorgeously scored movie comes off as disorganized, because of too many ideas for one picture. Dignified director Prouveur, author of Legionnaires and French Farmers, sits in his beautiful apartment, reading. He throws out freakish servant Hendriksen, who wants to masturbate for him. Prouveur reads postcards whose messages we see acted out, some of them deliberately made to resemble scratchy old home movies. Staggeringly built Abdala sucks and gets fucked by melted-chocolate St. Pierre on a blood-red sofa. Latino Montoya gets it on through a toilet glory-hole with two blacks. In a strange rooftop rendezvous, Tarzan-haired Ramos dildos, then fucks handsome, harnessed Taylor. Good-looking Fleischmann blows and fucks out-of-it-looking Grzegorzki on a ladder and couch. An Obama-type black at a desk strips from a suit and quickly jacks. Finally elegant black Lazarius is blown and rimmed on some forest rocks by collegiate white-looking Garcia, whom he then slowly fucks.
RETAILING: Very artistic all-action movie with many racial types.
Robert Patrick

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