On-screen title Knockout. Hiding in the Chapter Menus are extensive fetish menus which allow access to “Blow Job,” “Fucking,” “More Fucking,” and “Cum-shots.” Editor Vito Leone dynamically uses multiple screen images (like in The Thomas Crown Affair or The Laramie Project), enormously perking up an already energetic story. Perfectionist Talton and lackadaisical Moretti are rivals at a boxers’ training camp in Hungary, and the kaleidoscopic, many-windowed imagery lets us watch them both. But it cuts out for the four sex scenes and lets us look long and hard at: a sensuous sofa trio, which almost looks like wrestling (lazy Moretti is not too lazy to fuck wide-eyed, wide-crotched, way-hung Monroe, and to watch hunky Rivero do the same, all in a lacquer-like, honey-toned light); a boxing gym sixway that looks like a gallery of Greek sculptures come to life and too drunk to care what happens; and duos in an empty disco bar with the crazy lights going, where horsehung Monroe again gets buggered, and in a quiet, pastel-lit living room where the winners get their winnings. Wonderful sex, wonderful movie, wonderful sex movie. But there’s nothing in it to top the literally unbelievable cover man Tim Hamilton, a blond so beautiful, so flirtatious, so stocky, and so muscular that he looks not like a human being, but rather like a young twink’s wet dream of a comic-book fuck-hero.

RETAILING: Yes! Four very varied sex scenes among international athletes, and movie-making fun, too.