"I made the movie I always wanted to see but that no one else was doing with the Latin girls," says director Mark "Barefoot Confidential" Archer. As well- defined as Archer's tape is for its nationality value, underwritten with a get-off-your-gringo-ass-and-dance-score very similar to the Cubano rhythms of HBO's Sex in the City, the sex nearly plays second fiddle to the subversive dialogue exchanges between the characters that Archer's best known for. In Chica Boom, Archer rounds up five great-looking ladies - Melody Love, Charlene Aspen, Aurora, Carmen and Jane, gets them TOTALLY naked [all the better to tickle your tooties, my dear] and constructs daft intimacies that play off their respective bloodlines. Being Mexican, it turns out that Aurora has a problem with her cable service that results in round-the-clock Telemundo broadcasting - and it's driving her nuts. Repairman Guy DiSilva does a slow burn against Aurora's persistent yammering and finally plows her with the national earnestness of a Pancho Villa raid.
In another cute bit, Melody, who's Cuban, gives Roy L. Shaft cha cha lessons which has about the same aesthetics as Weird Al Yankevic urging Fidel Castro to do the polka. Roy, on the other hand, lays some wonderful tongue smack down on Melody's vaginal wall and encourages her to do a more familiar dance steps. Meanwhile, Charlene Aspen house sits for a former drug dealer who's now making a mint on the Internet. And, while entertaining Jack Hammer who tells her he's been in the pen for seven years, Charlene has a native language argument with her boyfriend on the phone. "Want me to kill him?" Jack asks casually. "I know a place where we can sell his organs." Thinking that he's such a sweet man for offering, Charlene allows Jack's face to take the grand, Puerto Rican tour of her body, thus turning her smoldering sensuality unofficially into the 51st state.
Carmen, who's hailed as a true Spaniard from Barcelona, is out of her clothes quicker than you say Cesar Romero and oils up her butt for partner Oliver. To a variety of cheesey sound effects, Oliver plants his hand on his hip in a haughty, toreador pose and takes a run with the bulls up Carmen's ass. Many times over, in fact. Wielding his dick like a picador, Oliver's in and out of her more times than Jack Hammer and Chino - and in a number of classic anal positions, at that. As good as that scene is, it almost, but doesn't quite match the inexhaustible level of anal energy exuded both by Brandon Iron and Jane, a redhead with Mexican and Spanish origins. Okay, Brandon's about as Latino as Goldie Hawn, but at least you've got an ass-jolting prenom anal scene on your hands that sets the tables for Chica Boom 2, which, according to Archer, is in editing.
Archer puts his style very simply: "I want to see the girl naked before she gets into the sex so we can appreciate her whole body," he says. Not to mention having a couple of laughs thrown in the bargain.
