Manhattan Latin Review

Reviewed by Joe Shaver  on  5/2/2003

A montage of New York inter-cuts with the credits until we come to rest with Domino on a rooftop. He has come up here to escape the heat. Yet is heat of another kind that overcomes him and he fishes out his cock. He is the hunk on the cover of this DVD, and a beautiful thing he was. Beautiful face, nice bod, fabulous cock. He only solos here, but he sucked cock and bottomed in films for Falcon: “Revenge”, “Manrammer” (where he took Rex Chandler’s monster down his throat and up his pretty butt) and “Deep End” (where he was skewered with an enormous dildo). He also appeared in “His Big Brother” for Studio 2000, and then did lots of second and third rate stuff for second and third rate studios. I have no idea why he never achieved superstar status. Poor career choices, I guess. But he was tops on my list and I hope Falcon re-releases his films on DVD.

As Domino thinks of his friends on Santo Domingo, we cut to young, muscular Pedro Cardoso fondling his horny butt through a pair of white briefs, the only garment he is wearing. As he lies on his belly on the bed beneath his mosquito netting writhing in heat, bearded macho Lamartim Ribeiro crawls through the window. He rips open Pedro’s briefs and sticks his tongue in that pretty ass. In the Films of Kristen Bjorn, Kristen tells us that Pedro would not kiss. He does not suck dick either. So I say, fuck him. And that’s exactly what Lamartim does.

Back on the roof Domino shoots a creamy load. Then it’s off to scene two.

The second scene is, in my opinion, the best in the film as it features an awesome beauty named Joey Mastianni. Joey is a blond Italian with the face of an angel. Believe me when I tell you that there are no more beautiful people on earth than blond Italians. The Austrian occupation of northern Italy may have been irksome for Italy, but it sure as hell produced some gorgeous specimens of the human race. Kristen tells us that Joey had a thing for rough Puerto Ricans and, as he is set upon here by two of them, had a wonderful time in this scene. I did, too! Joey leads the duo on, twitching his heiny as he strolls down the street, but they waylay him and drag him indoors where he sucks both of their dicks (Enrique’s has no pubic hair). Joey’s gets a little attention too. Then both Latinos get their chance at that delectable ass.

Enrique and his shaved crotch are back in the following scene. This time he is paired with Javier Rivera—a 6’ 1” Cuban with a 9” cock. After the orals with Javier cumming twice, Enrique proves his courage and versatility by taking Javier’s big dick where the sun don’t shine.

A close-up of a pair of gruesome shitkicker boots strolling down the avenue introduces us to Angel Cruz, a well-built stud with long hair tied back in a ponytail, who worked as a stripper in a woman’s club. (If those gals only knew!) As he is standing on the corner, a large limousine pulls up and the window rolls down to reveal Alejandro Santiago whose blue eyes look intriguing with his dark complexion. Angel hops in and soon both are naked and sucking dick. Alejandro’s is long, dark, and shrouded in foreskin. The chauffeur, Jorge Gonzales—incredibly handsome, hirsute, and hung—also has mucho foreskin. As Alejandro screws Angel and cums on his back, Jorge shoots a magnificent load. Back at the house both give Jorge’s joystick the attention it deserves. Alejandro fucks Angel again; and Angel then shoves it to Alejandro. Jorge’s dick is not neglected either time. When we see Alejandro opening up Angel's ass with three fingers and Jorge’s stiff cattle prod bouncing and ready, we are expecting it to slide up Angel’s. ass; but both he and we are denied that pleasure. The scene ends with more sucking of both by Angel and their cumming on him. (Aw, I wanted to see Jorge fuck Angel.)

Visually the transfer to DVD is OK, but not the best. The post-dubbed soundtrack is both distracting and damned annoying. The extras are the bare minimum.

It had been years since I saw Manhattan Latin on VHS and I seemed to remember it fondly. Now seeing it again on DVD, I wasn’t all that impressed. I guess we always remember things as being better than they were. But I think the real reason for my disappointment is that Bjorn has advanced so far beyond this early film that it just doesn’t stack up with his later ones. Don’t get me wrong, it’s still a hot film with some hot guys. It’s just not on a par with most Bjorn's.