Falconhead

Using a mirror as primary inspiration, director Michael Zen draws from a deep well of symbol and myth to bring back an electrifying erotic experience. Falconhead features a fearsome bird-headed man with magical powers, a possibly nefarious shaman/landlord, stunningly photographed solo sequences, deliciously ambiguous sexual threats, and lots of gooey gooey cum eating. A film like this, however dripping with artifice, is a rare treat, and every lover of erotica should see it at least once. Like something out of a Greek tragedy, a naked man lies spread-eagled on his stomach on the centre of a ceremonial plaza. The Falconhead appears out of nowhere, clad in black robes that look oddly medieval and presents an ornately framed mirror to the prostrate man, pushing his face into it with his shiny black boots. Adrian Wade gazes into the mirror and is bathed in smoky red light, his moist body almost glowing. Wade sensually rubs his body as the camera captures beads of sweat in lickable close-up. He pumps his hearty hog with his fist in front of a pink Iight-each stroke an important part of some mystical ritual. A hung fantasy hunk materializes before Wade, takes his dick into his mouth, and ever so lovingly sucks forth Wade's juices. The mystery man drinks down every teaspoon of jizz. Next, lean, mustachioed Anthony Lee carries the mirror to his home. His portly warlock of a landlord confronts him with an accusation of theft and a curt request for the rent. Once inside, safe from Satan's minion in the form of a property owner, Lee squats in front of the mirror kneading his humongous schlong. Lee's fantasy man appears at this point to kiss his semen-encrusted mustache and take him from behind. Later, Joe Dietrich, a cut and sculpted blonde, browses an antique shop. He chooses the mirror from a smarmy queen of a proprietor. He takes it home and is immediately compelled to strip down, smoke a joint and strap on a cock ring. Rich Johnson, a most husky and furry hottie in a black leather hood joins Dietrich. Johnson lies on his back and spreads his tree trunk thighs - his greasy pink hole, so perfectly tight and framed by faun-colored fur, pulses for some penetration. The final man to find the mirror, Vince Perilli, does not fare as well as the other men - his story ends with a twist. Falconhead is one of a handful of films that seriously and artistically attempt to bring grandeur, beauty, and complexity to the blue movie, which makes it an exceptional film in the vintage gay porn genre. Cast: Vince Perilli, Buddha Jon, Sabato Fiorello, Joe Dietrich, Anthony Lee, Adrian Wade, Danny Lyon, Rich Johnson