A decade and a half after John Stagliano became Buttman, the porn market is a sea of gonzo, with literally hundreds of releases hitting the shelves every week. Stagliano himself has gone back to feature directing, but the genre he invented has become a thousand-headed monster. With all that hardcore on your desk, sometimes you forget to remember what Buttman brought to the table, but then something like Buttman's Bend Over Brazilian Babes hits the top of the stack and you get to take a fond look back....
A decade and a half after John Stagliano became Buttman, the porn market is a sea of gonzo, with literally hundreds of releases hitting the shelves every week. Stagliano himself has gone back to feature directing, but the genre he invented has become a thousand-headed monster. With all that hardcore on your desk, sometimes you forget to remember what Buttman brought to the table, but then something like Buttman's Bend Over Brazilian Babes hits the top of the stack and you get to take a fond look back.
Scene 1. Angelica, Felipe, John Stagliano, Paula, Sara Buttman and Felipe, one of his male stripper friends, are just hanging out on the street when they spy Angelica, Paula and Sara, three blondes from the south of Brazil (that's where the blondes come from). As will happen, they start talking, and Buttman, using Felipe as his interpreter, talks them into a motel room, where he shows them first some porn and then some naked Felipe, and things get going pretty quickly. Felipe luxuriates in the attentions of all three women, and they all strip down at varying rates. The two guys give them their due, lining the three girls up and worship their upturned asses. Stagliano was still performing at this time, and he gets a blowjob while Felipe gets inside at least two of their pussies. The sex is acrobatic and continuous, and Felipe and the girls romp through a half-dozen different configuration while Buttman films and gasps in wonder until Felipe finally pops.
There's a short piece of film in which Buttman and Felipe accost a pair of women on the street, cop a few feels, and get abandoned after a disagreement about whether they should hook up with the girls or go back to the hotel and meet Dario (Rocco Siffredi).
Scene 2. Anna, Rocco Siffredi On a group trip to the Cristo Redentor statue on the Corcovado Mountain, Buttman, Felipe and Dario pick up a lone girl who's up there getting over her lost boyfriend. They go back to her house and proceed to get down to business, softening her up with gifts of Champagne. Dario and Felipe take the lead, getting her to dance and strip down, and although she's a little dismayed by Dario's endowment, she's game and goes down on him anyway while Felipe attacks from the rear. They switch positions and then Anna takes a swim in her pool. When she gets out, Dario takes over, dousing her with champagne and licking it out of her asshole. She dives back in the pool to get the rest of it off her and finds him waiting at the edge with a hard-on for her to suck on. She tosses his salad, then blows Felipe while Dario fucks her from behind, then licks Dario's bone while Felipe goes down on her. Dario fucks her in missionary, cowgirl, and doggy before popping on her back and ass cheeks in standing doggy. Once he's done shooting, he puts Anna on her knees to give Buttman a blowjob, but the scene ends before anything much happens.
It's nighttime in Copacabana Beach and once again Buttman and Felipe are cruising the streets; they spy a hot ass in a black-and-white dress, and strike up a conversation when she stops at a payphone (Remember payphones?). It turns out Felipe knows her from somewhere, and he takes her off for a drink, abandoning Buttman to his own devices. Buttman wanders around till he runs into the two girls from the night before, the ones who didn't want to wait for Dario. They abandon him after he reveals that he won't pay five hundred dollars for their services. He meets the Buttman of Copacabana, who offers him some professional advice, and then heads home.
Scene 3. Felipe, Kalia Next morning, back at the ranch, Felipe and Kalia have also returned home, and Buttman catches them in flagrante, capturing the action on film. Felipe spots him lurking with the camera and tips him a wink, and after a lot of making out and kissing and undressing, Kalia gets down to business on her knees in front of Felipe. About this time, Felipe clues the girl in to Buttman's presence, but she doesn't mind and the tryst continues apace, with Kalia continuing to suck cock and Felipe returning the favor by diving in to eat her pussy. Once he's gotten her sufficiently eaten, he fucks her from behind, in cowgirl, RCG and something that's halfway between doggy and spoon. After more cowgirl and more doggy, Felipe pulls out to shoot on her ass.
On the beach, Dario and Buttman go nuts looking at all the ass on display, but they manage to pick one out; Dario strikes up a conversation and they end up disporting themselves in the sea until Dario talks her into coming back to the hotel room...
Scene 4. Rocco Siffredi, Silvia It's supposed to be a massage but Dario's sucking on her nipples immediately, and that's just a prelude to getting his tongue in her ass. Naturally, that leads to some cocksucking and some salad-tossing - Dario, he loves to have a tongue in his asshole - and then to Silvia climbing aboard to ride Dario in cowgirl. He flips them over to fuck her in missionary, then that half-spoon thing and then doggy. Dario finally shoots while she jacks him off and sucks him, resulting in a rare (for the movie) facial.
Scene 5. Catuchita, Felipe, Mayara It turns out that the two girls who keep shooting Buttman down are named Catuchita and Mayara, and they're sufficiently impressed by the Buttman name, once Buttman finds someone to translate for him, that they're more than happy to come back to the hotel with him and Carlos, the Buttman of Copacabana. They're more than willing to undress, to dance with each other in a provocative fashion, to let Buttman touch their various secondary sexual characteristics, and, when they find out Felipe is sleeping in the next room, to abandon Buttman and Carlos and to go jump Carlos. Catuchita, the blonde, goes down on him while Mayara sits on his chest and displays her ass, and when Felipe manages to wiggle out from under them he goes down on Catuchita. The two girls make out as Felipe revels in their asses, and Catuchita tongues Mayara's asshole while the redhead blows Felipe. The girls 69 while Felipe fucks Catuchita in doggy, then the blonde sucks Buttman's cock while Mayara takes Felipe's cock in her mouth again. Catuchita rides Felipe, who then fucks Mayara from behind while holding the blonde girl up and eating her in a sort of reverse wheelbarrow. Felipe finally pops after pounding Catuchita in doggy, and the two girls share his load.
Now that's the kind of porn I remember! Stagliano takes his time - even with a running time of almost 140 minutes, there are only five scenes, allowing time for seduction, titillation, and even a little light comedy. The camera is shaky and unsteady, the lighting frequently terrible, and the performers, with the exception of the always impeccable Rocco, are not really professional quality. However, they were all enthusiastic. The girls are cute rather than pretty, with natural bodies, and there's nary a fake boob in the whole thing. One of the blessings and curses of real pro-am was that although the girls are fresh and mostly unspoiled and cute enough that you might want to see them again, they're also not pros and so you might never be able to find them in another movie. Regardless, the magic of Buttman's early stuff was that you could at least pretend it was real; even if you knew in your heart that the Brazilian girls were just hookers or whatever passes for porn actresses in Brazil, you could still imagine that maybe Stagliano had just met them that day. Ah, back when pro-am meant something... Another great thing about the early Buttman oeuvre - and about porn in general - was that the facial was not yet the absolute rule - it's good to see a movie and be able to imagine that the money shot came when it came, as it were, and wasn't necessarily staged to be the same thing every damn time. Am I fooling myself? Maybe, but I don't mind. You won't either.