John Stagliano, Bruce Seven, Tianna and Roscoe Bowltree are like the Spanky and Our Gang of smarm. Each has his part and personality to play in these little Buttman video playlets. Aw, shucks, Spankeeee; aw, shucks, Alfalfa... let's look at her ass some more, huh? Geez, you're no fun...

In this new episode that carries the torch of voyeurism to the European continent, Roscoe and Tianna discover that they're both going to Budapest, only Roscoe wasn't quite expecting Tianna to tag along and so his reaction to the news is similar to waking up from a sound nap only to find chewing gum in one's hair.

Those who tend to think of Eastern bloc countries in terms of Quentin Reynolds spy bistros, gilded, ornate tapestries; dingy skies and babes who look like Boris Yeltsin are in for a real shock with Buttwoman Does Budapest. The shopping district in Budapest could just as well pass for the fashionably grand Rittenhouse Square in Philadelphia, and the gals are more on the line of Cindy Crawford, not Broderick Crawford.

Sightseeing Tianna discovers she has a real language barrier when she gets the hots for two babe passers-by (Lucia and Gabriella) and enlists an interpreter, Charles, to cut through the wall and get to the heart of the matter — sex. The episode plays out with a classic Buttman-style, up-the-skirt tease (yes, they know how to do it in Europe) on a stairway with Tianna finally getting the girls back to her hotel room for a spirited ass-to-ass conga drum thumping.

If you were to judge a sex video solely on its contribution of classic encounters, you've got the Budapest string quartet here. There's at least four scenes I'd nominate unhesitatingly for awards including the fabulous Lara/George matchup in a streetcar — a study in oxygen-depletion allowance; and the finale in a wine cellar that's the ultimate synthesis of foot and ass worship. It features a beautiful blonde named Tunde not to be confused with the Russ Meyer Tunde.

Buttwoman Does Budapest oaded with fresh, ebullient, old world charm and women that beg to be trifled with. Not only a colorful travel guide, it's one helluva of sensual experience that will compel you to book a return trip. Do we need to tell vou to stock this?