AMG Resurrection: A New Beginning Review

Reviewed by Joe Shaver  on  12/29/2005

The American Model Guild which began in the mid-forties under the direction of photographer Bob Mizer was a pioneer in male nude photography and film. Two generations ago it gave lots of gay men their jollies. The models were required to wear a posing strap as the male genitals (even though supposedly made in the image of god) were regarded as filthy and obscene. Even then Bob had his problems with the law. His story and that of the Guild is told in the film BEEFCAKE. The photos from the forties and fifties are certainly tame by today’s (even yesterday’s) standards so in the seventies copies of these publications could be picked up for a dollar a piece on the sale tables in the porn shops on 42nd street. Now Dennis Bell, an enterprising young photographer, has bought out the old studio and in celebration of its 60 years in existence has brought it into the 21st century with its first hardcore film—AMG RESURRECTION. The result is one super hot film.

It begins in Los Angeles 1952 as Ross Stuart peers through the fence of the American Model Guild to spy on his favorite model played by ultra-hunky Jason Adonis. Jason is wearing a posing strap and assuming poses made famous by those models of yesteryear. Double-exposures and cross-fades give an artistic aura to the proceedings. Pornography as Art, or Art as Pornography? He douses himself with a garden hose, wetting the posing strap which then clings to his genitals leaving no doubt as to his religion. It would have been unthinkable in the 1950’s for one of these models to get an erection on camera but here Jason’s cock tents the posing strap. As Jason starts to masturbate, Ross enters the yard. Facing his idol Ross also strips and strokes. It’s both beautiful and erotic. Both cum. Ross steals Jason’s posing strap and as he leaves Bob Mizer (Dennis Bell) hands him a can containing one of the studio’s films. Ross attempts to buy a camera to watch; but the storeowner refuses to sell, illustrating the homophobic attitude of the times.

We zoom to the present where Ross’s grandson (Chad Leigh) and his friend Timmy Thomas discover grandpa’s treasure trove underneath the floorboards where he has hidden them: AMG photos, the film, and the posing strap. I’ve seen Timmy in Falcon films. He’s a cute sexy little bugger. Chad Leigh is new to me and I was quite taken with him. Young with reddish-blond hair and a truly striking uncut cock, Chad is an instant star. Alone (Timmy having gone home to his lover as we shall see) Chad puts on his grandfather’s secreted film and lies down on the sofa to watch—naked. The film is one of the original AMG films entitled “Aztec Sacrifice”. In the film a naked young man is bound between two columns while two semi-naked hunks in Aztec headdress and little else prepare him for sacrifice. Chad imagines himself as the captive and we are taken to an updated version of the film with Filippo Romano as the Aztec chief and Ben Steffani as a young slave assisting him in the sacrifice. Chad is laid back over the sacrificial altar and fed cock. (I found this scene to be so hot I came twice!) Finally Chad as the captive is fucked by both. They literally fuck the cum right out of him. Covered in his own cum and that of the two Aztecs, Chad calls out for Jason to save him. I don’t know why he would want to be saved unless the next thing on the menu was the old Aztec rite of cutting out a captive’s heart. Perhaps Filippo should be raising a machete or something. Anyway Jason arrives in a boat, swoops Chad up in his arms, and rescues him. The Chad watching and imagining on the sofa shoots his load and the dream ends.

The succeeding scene doesn’t further the plot but as it’s a real scorcher I sure as hell don’t care. Filippo (no longer an Aztec chieftain) is in the kitchen chopping tomatoes (now he has a knife!) when his boy toy Timmy Thomas arrives home. And do these two get it on! Timmy is the noisiest cocksucker I’ve heard. Slurp! Slurp! Both have fun with Filippo’s foreskin. Laying Timmy back over the kitchen table Filippo also demonstrates his superb skill sucking cock. Then snatching up a cucumber he shoves it up his lover’s ass. Timmy loves it. He loves Filippo’s cock, too.

Plot consistency goes further astray with an homage to the early AMG. We see two naked youngsters being told to raise their legs revealing their pert holes. Then in a modern reenactment we find Chris Crawford and Caleb Carter (both blonds) being put through the same paces. Unlike their earlier counterparts however these two suck cock, drill their asses with dildos and balls on a string, and shoot their loads. Nonetheless this interlude is the film’s weakest and least interesting scene.

Back in the attic, Chad puts on the posing strap his grandfather stole from Jason Adonis. The lighting changes, smoke issues from cracks in the floor, and Jason appears. “I’m taking you back in time,” Jason asserts, and with a snap of his fingers the scene changes and Chad wastes no time going down on his dream man’s cock. Although I had seen many pictures of Jason I assumed that this muscle hunk who looks as though he could be a challenger for the title Mr. Universe was—although truly an Adonis—simply trade. But, boy, was I wrong! Jason gives great head. Watching Jason keeping the head of Chad’s cock in his mouth and sliding his tongue around under the foreskin of that cock is awesome!
“I want to rim you,” Chad suddenly yells. And Jason—ever obliging—offers up his ass. Chad also pulls Jason’s cock into position to suck that, too. Not able to wait longer, Jason throws Chad onto the bed and fucks him long and hard. The film ends as Jason snatches up an old-fashioned camera and says. "You’re cuter than your grandfather. Let’s go make some films.”

I would have liked more extras. Giving us the entire original Aztec sacrifice would have been nice. A more cohesive plot would also have enhanced things. Still when a film gets me off three times I would be churlish not to give it 5 stars.
Like the mythical phoenix rising from its own ashes, AMG is reborn stronger than ever. Bob Mizer would be pleased.