|Released||Nov 01st, 1998|
|Cast||X-Stacee, Tony Eveready, Darren James, Porsha, Vanity (I), Vivica Coxx, Bradon Iron, Devlin Weed, Peaches (I), Lexington Steele, Byron Long, Brown Sugar, Fonda French, Kiwi, Coca|
|Critical Rating||AAA 1/2|
Oh, the irony.
Porn bad boy Rob Black, criticized by some for an arguably racist sequence in his recent tape The Cellar, returns with what is clearly one of the best all-black pussy productions of the year.
But like The Cellar's aforementioned scene in which a KKK-hood-wearing Mila spews the N-word repeatedly at two soul brothers. Friend to the Black Man pushes the racial hot buttons, too.
Interspersed with the opening credits, for instance, are close-ups of fried chicken, malt liquor and watermelon. And even more provocative are the quotes from some tract called The Nigger Bible -- written, we should emphasize, by a black man named Robert H. deCoy -- that are flashed on the screen between each of the vid's generous seven sex scenes (for the record, the book seems to be some kind of eccentric empowerment/philosophical treatise for black males).
But once Black gets the trademark shock tactics out of his system and down to the business of actually shooting sex, he demonstrates that not only is he a Friend to the Black Man, but he's a friend to everyone else who gets off on no-holds-barred ethnic fare.
All seven scenes -- duos, trios and quads -- jam at pretty much the same raw, raunchy pace, and all feature rip-snorting anal action and gooey money shots squarely on the mugs of the generally good-looking crop of fuckees.
The vid's centerpiece, arguably, is the extended opener in which the hot-wired Vivica gets mauled on a pool table by three brothers, who d.p. and even triple-penetrate (pussy, ass, mouth) her; then nearly drown the poor thing in a torrential downpour of scalding ball butter.
The remaining six sequences, meanwhile, are equally squalid, but more economical in their length. Come awards time, look for the tape to get a possible nod for best ethnic-themed video.