Raw Meat 4 Review

Reviewed by Joe Shaver  on  7/13/2002

Another entry into this C grade series directed by Paul Morgan. It is divided into the standard 4 segments which are loosely tied together by the theme of cooking outdoors. First up in a scene called "Anal BBQ" we find the ubiquitous Paul Morgan (God, but I'm tired of seeing this asshole in films!) along with newcomer Greg Clarke. Both are wearing aprons and silly chef's hats. Paul is preparing to cook "Trout in garlic ass butter" and explaining everything to us and Greg in his typically garrulous, foul-mouthed manner that he must think is hip or amusing. (It aint!) A rear shot shows Paul is wearing no underwear under his apron; Greg is wearing white briefs. Becoming annoyed with Paul's chatter and somewhat nauseated by watching his fingernail-bitten hands preparing food, I fast forwarded to the action. This begins (finally!) with Paul massaging Greg's buns through the underwear, lowering the underwear, and kissing the boy's bare buns. One thing you can say about Paul is that he's always rock-hard and Greg does a nice job sucking the rampant tool. When Paul sucks Greg, Greg never gets hard. (Can't really blame the kid, though.) Paul then fucks him both both doggy and missionary style. It's not a bad scene.

Scene two is entitled "Dog House Blues". Reed Parker and Brad Hanson are the chefs in this one, dressed identically to Paul and Greg in scene one right down to Reed wearing no underwear and Brad in white briefs. This follows the identical pattern of scene one.

(What a paucity of imagination Morgan has as a director!) There is a variant with Brad crawling into a dog house while being fucked doggy style. We can see a large dildo on the roof of the dog house, but it is never used. (Damn!) Afterward Brad sucks on Reed's cock protruding from a hairless crotch until Reed cums on his face. Brad then jacks off with Reed's cock in his mouth. Again, the scene isn't bad. But the film plunges straight downhill from this point on.

Scene three, "Now that's Good Eatin'", looks promising with cute Duncan Mills (called Miller here) teasing his assshole with a tiny vibrator. Leo DaSilver enters and catches him at this display of horniness. (Leo is billed here as Matt Young. But when he introduces himself to Duncan he says' "Hi, I'm Leo.") They go inside to 69. This promises to be a realy hot scene and the highpoint of the video so I take out the lube. Leo moves out of the sixty-nine, puts on a condom and lubes it up. Duncan slides down to raise his ass for the fuck. Both he and Leo grease up his ass. Then BANG. The fuck appears to be in progress. But it doesn't take an expert to know that the fuck is being faked. Duncan is overdoing the moaning and groaning. Leo appears to be fucking away, but it is carefully managed that we never seen a cock entering Duncan. Only near the end of the scene do we see a close-up of an anonymous cock going into somebody's asshole. Then it's back to let's pretend. (Fake fucks are an insult to the viewer! It is further proof of a director's lack of imagination. If the guy can't get it up, let him be the bottom. Use a dildo. Just keep it a suck scene. Anything is better than treating the viewer with such contempt!) This scene was crap!

The final scene, "Colon Cookout" has two guys that I find to be excessively unattractive: chunky, hairy Edwardo and aged troll Marc Hamilton. Oh, shit! To make matters worse Paul Morgan enters to join them. He sits on Eduardo's dick and fucks Marc. Thankfully we can fast forward on DVDs.