Night Eyes a review by Onan the Vulgarian Best of Phoenix Alternative Video Reviewer

	Cast: Sancho Sun, Richard West, Tom Nowy, Benji Purcell, Denis Rush, Jacob Foreman, Kenneth Gyles, Vilem Cage, Billy Winchester, Anthony Moore, Phil Sardou. Directed by Jan Novak for Bubble B Entertainment.
	U.S. Distribution, Dark Alley Media, Toll-free orders, 877-320-4552. Internet www.darkalleymedia.com, www.bubbleb.com.

In 1999-2001, Jan Novak was the principal director for Studio 2000's international line. I remember him chiefly as the man who put Ladislav Pekar on the screen. Pekar appeared in at least half a dozen films for Studio 2000, always upstaging everyone else on the set. He was hung, handsome, muscular, perfectly proportioned and he moved with a fluid grace that itself commanded attention.
    That physical description is at least 90 percent accurate for the 11 models in Novak's Night Eyes. The film is a production of Bubble B Entertainment, whose titles will now be distributed in the United States by Dark Alley Distribution. To update that physical description, the models in Night Eyes are young men rather than twinks; they mostly don't shave or wax their bodies, cracks or balls; and they are remarkably free of piercings and tattoos. It's "organic" porn: no chemicals, additives or artificial ingredients. Give them extra points for having rock-hard and rippling abs.
    Night Eyes has six two-man scenes and runs over two and one-half hours, not including DVD extras. Richard West, the only model to appear in more than one scene (the first and the last) purchases a telescope so that he can search the windows of the high-rise apartment buildings that surround him, hoping to find handsome fellows having sex. West seduces the man who delivers the package containing the telescope, and after watching four hot couples sucking and fucking in the night, fixes his scope on Phill Sardou, walking home from work, and runs down to the street to lure Phill upstairs for a quickie.
    It's hard to single out one scene as the best. Sancho Sun, the only blond in the film, is only too willingly lured into West's bed (his couch, actually) by a single glance. The scene is packed with carnality and tenderness. Sun is transported into rapture by the endorphins flooding him under West's ministrations. They smile and laugh, they fuck in many positions, and when West is about to plunge his cock into Sun's hole, he pauses for a second look, and dives in first with his tongue.
    After Sancho leaves, West sets up the telescope and the first thing he finds is Tomy Nowy, coming home late to find that his boyfriend, Benji Purcell, is already in bed asleep. Nowy wakes Purcell with a crotch massage and a tongue bath. Once Purcell is fully awake, they suck each other, sixty-nine on the bed, and Nowy fucks Purcell.
    The next thing West centers in his viewfinder is Denis Rush, looking out the window while his boyfriend, Jacob Foreman, gets ready for bed. Jacob comes for Denis, kisses him, and pulls him along to the bed. Rush gives Foreman a deep, slow blow job, with Foreman slowly rocking his hips and the camera catching every rhythmic movement. They take turns sucking each other, then Rush fucks Foreman. It's another slow, smiling fuck with lots of kissing and caressing.
    West must not have any straight neighbors, or for that matter, any female ones. His telescope catches Kenneth Gyles emerging from a shower into the waiting arms of Vilem Cage. Cage is propped up on their bed, his cock already hard and pulsing. Like they others, they trade blow jobs, then Cage grinds Gyles into the mattress in a multi-position fuck.
    The next scene begins as a solo, with Billy Winchester putting a porn film in the DVD player and settling back on the couch for a wank. Winchester has a hint of 5 o'clock shadow and the most body hair of all the models, scattered darkly but sparsely all over his torso. He's probably the handsomest of the models, too. The look on his face when Anthony Moore walks in clearly tells you he wasn't expecting company. He grabs a pillow to cover himself, but Moore turns the light on, checks out what's on the TV screen, then yanks the pillow away. They kiss and suck like this is something for which they both have been waiting to happen. Moore is the top, and he drills Winchester in several positions.
    In the last scene, once West gets Sardou upstairs, he make a pot of tea, but Sardou doesn't want to wait, so he leans into West, runs his hands along the tops of West's thighs, and kisses him. The shirts come off, then the rest of the clothing. After sucking each other, West pushes Sardou onto the table, spreads his legs, eats his ass and fucks him.
    After watching Night Eyes, you might want a new film for what West sees in his telescope every night of the week. The models are gorgeous and they clearly enjoy the physical engagement with their scene parners. They fuck in multiple positions, they rim and everyone cums (not only are the cum shots copious, we are spared the endless instant replays). It's pure vanilla, but at its erotic, sensuous best.
    The DVD has trailers, "Cumparade," contact information.

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