Handsome, charming, affable and well endowed—what more could one want in a male porn star? Plus, there’s that French accent. Manuel Ferrara even seems likable while he’s choking his partner and calling her a whore. With him, it’s just good dirty fun.

As a director Ferrara’s a real one-man show, adjusting the camera and controlling the action with confidence. His style is less gonzo than classic cinema verite; the relaxed interaction between Ferrara and his partners is more reminiscent of John Cassavetes than one usually finds in the works of other gonzo devotees.

First up is naughty Chayse Evans, who gets the party started with some cam teasing before she stops by Ferrara’s hotel somewhere in L.A. Then Ferrara’s off to Paris for an interlude with Eloa Lombard and her pear-shaped ass, which gets plenty of screen time. Disc two features another scene shot in Paris, this time with live sex show performer Asian Shan, who warms up to Ferrara enough to participate in some after-work fucking.

In beween, Avy Scott and Ferrara get it on, after some discussion of how long Ferrara’s been waiting for that opportunity. Scott is a complete delight—talkative, teasing and fun, but also totally hardcore.

In the last segment Kristina Rose has possession of the camera for a lengthy preamble as she anticipates an upcoming session with Ferrara, roaming around her apartment, watching an Evil Angel scene they shot together, and breaking out the Hitachi Magic Wand.

When Ferrara comes to her apartment, there’s a lot of teasing tension as the camera flies back and forth between each of them, providing a little female POV of the handsome Ferrara before he takes back control—not only of the camera, but also of Rose, who turns into a quivering, screaming orgasm machine.

Handsome, charming, affable and well endowed—what more could one want in a male porn star? Plus, there’s that French accent. Manuel Ferrara even seems likable while he’s choking his partner and calling her a whore. With him, it’s just good dirty fun.

As a director Ferrara’s a real one-man show, adjusting the camera and controlling the action with confidence. His style is less gonzo than cinema verite, with lots of setup before the fucking begins. First up is naughty Chayse Evans, who gets the party started with some cam teasing before she stops by Ferrara’s hotel somewhere in L.A.

Then Ferrara’s off to Paris for an interlude with Eloa Lombard and her pear-shaped ass, which gets plenty of screen time. Disc 2 features another scene shot in Paris, this time with live sex show performer Asian Shan, who warms up to Ferrara enough to participate in some after-work fucking.

In beween, Avy Scott and Ferrara get it on, after some discussion of how long Ferrara’s been waiting for that opportunity. Scott is a complete delight—talkative, teasing and fun, but also totally hardcore.

In the last segment Kristina Rose has possession of the camera for a lengthy preamble as she anticipates an upcoming session with Ferrara, roaming around her apartment, watching an Evil Angel scene they shot together and breaking out the Hitachi Magic Wand.

When Ferrara comes to her apartment, there’s a lot of teasing tension as the camera flies back and forth between each of them, providing a little female POV of the handsome Ferrara before he takes back control—not only of the camera, but of Rose, who turns into a quivering, screaming orgasm machine.