Released | Jul 01st, 1998 |
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Running Time | 93 |
Directors | Bill Wright, Pierre Woodman |
Company | Private |
Distribution Company | OGV |
Critical Rating | AAAA |
Genre | All-Sex |
More amazing, in Private's short history, than the tempting variety of exotic locations or the proliferate helpings of anal sex, is the actual combination of the two. In Geographic (emphasis on graphic), the globe-hopping lust makes the 007 series look like a horny home movie. The uncredited cast, all fit for a tour of booty-duty, take on the task like combat photographers at the Tet offensive.
Beginning with a Brazilian boat ride, we find a dozen tourists and guides getting it on with an Amazonian fervor. Not quite an orgy, the couples play mix 'n' match for an intense quarter of an hour, and the session is pretty hot despite some patchy editing (which never stays with one clump of bodies long enough to let viewers savor the anal doggie shots).
In South Africa we find three white hunters approaching the camp of a fine young picnicking tigress, who proves to be more than a match for the trio: taking one in the ass, one in the pussy and one in the mouth. Bwana do it again?
An intimate Australian beach is the sandy setting for a couple with a desire to make like Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr in From here to Eternity, only this version doesn't fade out until the girl's asshole is thoroughly reamed. Similarly, the Canary Islands and Hawaii lend themselves to another picturesque picnic poking and a tender lesbothon, respectively. They're not bad scenes unto themselves - if somewhat undercharged by comparison to the others.
When it comes to sand, however, there's not more spectacular region to shoot than Egypt. Like a parched camel, the "tour guide" routine is once again trotted out, but the scene plays to a blistering climax as the female leader escorts a couple to the famous pointy tombs, where they play a game of hide the schwarma. Holy Moses! The very fact that three people are actually ass-fucking in the shadow of the Pyramids makes the scene hotter than it would've played, say, in a downtown Trenton, NJ motel; but that's why customers keep clamoring for Private.