"Manifesto" is director Chris Ward's 100th film, co-directed with first-timer Ben Leon, and heroes abound throughout this powerful masterwork. François Sagat, Huessein and Remy Delaine dominate, but strength teems from all of the men. The directors rely on them to keep the heat focused and forceful, each scene delivering a major wallop, but as it has been in 99 previous films, it's the animalistic sway of the horned-up guys that really direct the proceedings.

Packed to the gills with macho men, Mr. Ward is putting a grand exclamation point on a career of excellence. Has any director ever made so much of a plain black set? Probably not, so that's where "Manifesto" is done. When he travels outside of the box (notably in "Arabesque"), the results are no less astounding, but for this centennial reminder of just how fucking good he is, he lets the work speak for itself. No frills or extravagant sets, nothing but the men and the talent behind the camera -- all so potent it's almost three-dimensional.

The first scene is "Cock Fight." That would describe all of Raging Stallion's scenes, I suppose, gritty and testosterone-driven as they are. However, for the opener here, Ward doesn't just give us a scene, he gives us a thrill ride, one of his most superb ever (again, apologies to Mr. Leon, who deserves equal credit). I'm getting ahead of myself. Things start with François Sagat, one of the hottest creatures ever, with his tattooed hair, chiseled perfect body and cock of death, hitting a punching bag held by Remy Delaine, François' equal in good looks, hot bod and sexual oomph. Note two things from the onset: the low rise of François' pants, hinting at the ass underneath, and the bulging cock hardly hidden by Remy's shorts. The sweat-staining forceful boxing is foreplay to these hunks. It becomes the equivalent of canine territory marking when the Gallic gods box each other, only to wrap themselves up in each other's gloved arms and start going for it. The half-hard cock that was noticeable in Remy's pants so far becomes uncut pleasure for François, who gulps it into full hardness. François could easily be just a man to be worshipped (he truly is that hot). But François works with wonderful bravura to consistently deep-throat Remy. That's a scary chore considering the size of his humongous cock. But, the suck does the trick, for out of it pours cum in seemingly record time. Remy, sporting the thinnest of beards, goes down on François' dick, which was wisely (some might say teasingly) unshown fully until now. The impossibly thick curved piece is cock at its best and Remy gives it the grandest suck possible. Every time I see this dick reach full hardness, I can't wait to see it disappear down a throat and in an ass, two places it genuinely belongs.

Once François has cum as well, Remy goes to play with his ass. Only the size of his face keeps it from disappearing into François' ass, for he rims with such vigor that anything smaller would be gone. Remy spends a lot of time teasing François' ass with his dick, but once he inserts it, the sparks blaze. Remy hammers away at François in wowing overdrive. François' strong body is a bulwark to his spirit, standing amazingly firm, making Remy go even harder and faster to conquer it. Every thrust of Remy's slams against François' butt with huge sound, and his curved dick is in as deep as possible with all of them. There is really no end to Remy's energetic gusto, for since François doesn't seem to tire, Remy's sense of competition (evident since the beginning of the scene) won't let him give up. When the doggy position has run its course, hairy-chested François is turned over and hit with all Remy's got in a new position. Get a load of the cum blast François splatters being fucked.

The second scene needs no other title than "Huessein." The man behind that name is worthy of rising pulses before even taking off his clothing. Muscled as far as a body can go, hairy all over and handsome to boot, Huessein is one of a kind. All alone in the black box gym, he does curls, stretching those biceps to insane proportions. Watching him strip off his shirt is even hot. First the hairy abs appear, all cut and defined, and then the fuzzy pecs, even bigger. During a workout constructed to make me sweat as much as Huessein, he proceeds to pop an outrageous boner in his gym shorts. The camera is first placed under it, the view that a lucky sucker would probably have. It's as ferociously hard as the rest of his body, but he doesn't give it to us at first. Instead, his strips his shorts to just below his asscheeks and lets those muscular orbs dance. Truly, I think I could watch him ripple those muscles back and forth all day. Though he does end up naked and jacking off breathlessly. The camera has the cock near the bottom of the screen for most of the action, allowing the rest of Huessein to play its role in the heft it takes to make this man cum. Huessein doesn't play it to the camera, he keeps his eyes closed through most of his jacking, but he doesn't need to play to the camera. He knows what he's got and he's exceedingly confident. A classic solo isn't made by the final inevitable moment, but the man who works himself to that, and Huessein is a perfect example of how to self-please from the minute he gets hard to the minute he ejaculates.

"Love Seat" is the next vignette. Easily one of my favorite men ever, handsome Michael Vincenzo, looking deliciously trim and manicured, makes out with Michael Foxx, a rough-and-tumble bearded hottie. Tanned Michael V. enjoys the top position while the make out, swaying back and forth around Michael F.'s body and grabbing for his cock. And when it comes time to suck dick, Michael V. relaxes easily on the couch and has Michael F. gulp him fully. The sucker is very talented, rattling off an easy very wet suck and sharing the taste with his partner by kissing him now and then. There is no tease-licking here, only insane throat-ripping depth. Michael V., his butt about to burst out of his tight jeans, lowers them enough to break that tension, standing up so Michael F. can continue his assault. Not only is Michael Foxx a thrilling cocksucker, but he's a winning bottom. He gets fucked heartily by Michael V., who keeps a steady focused stern gaze locked on his face despite the effort he's unleashing a few feet down. His fuck is focused on mutual pleasure with his bottom, whom he keeps close to his mouth much of the time. However, it's downright pretty in its execution. Both guys plop the goo on Michael Foxx and crumple into the kissing heap that they have enjoyed so many times during the action.

Onto "French Kiss." No, not the return of Frenchie François, but instead the estimable piggish Derrick Hanson, sporting a baby face and pierced manly body. At the onset, he is ravaging the undies worn by jaw-dropping muscle hunk Fred Faurtin (perhaps not the most agreeable porn name, I must admit). Fred has hair on his granite-made face and a bit between his pecs, not to mention a veined uncut cock that is two mouthfuls. Zesty Derrick applies his pierced tongue to it with adoring skill, using the piercing to great effect between slurping deep-throats. There's an almost scary single-minded fury to Derrick's suck, as he keeps his hand tight around the dick, lest it slip away from him and he would have to stop. Though he looks statuesque and imposing, Fred isn't an idler. When he bends down to lick from Derrick's pit, he has more on his mind and he's soon following long trips down Derrick's cock with big doses of spit as he pulls away. He dives at Derrick's balls, getting them both tucked in his mouth together, but it's the saliva-filled sucking that highlights his blowing. That and the rough touches to his beard get Derrick to cum and then Fred lands one all over Derrick's super-smooth chest.

After a quick fade-out, Fred goes sailing into Derrick's ass with strong fingers and an even stronger tongue. His gritty rimming points to the guy's sheer energy and sweaty Derrick seems to enjoy it. He has Derrick bent over on all-fours, but when it's really time to shove in his thick left-leaning monster, he tosses Derrick onto his back. This position gets roars of approval and goading from the begging bottom, and boy does it show off Fred to his best. Look at those abs go! They are pile-driving his ass into Derrick, and though Fred remains silent, his fuck makes enough noise on its own. They continue in this position for a long time with Fred displaying no ounce of exhaustion, not even a drop of sweat! He then takes Derrick in that bent over position, still cool, still seeming to expound no effort in this highly effective fuck. Very late into the fuck, the camera goes close up to Fred's eyes, and he's almost possessed. He may not be showing much emotion, but it's there, all concentrated on the many inches of his dick. He pulls out so both can shoot on an oil drum, where Fred utters the first (and I think only) word of his work. With a simple "yeah," he's done, and he did a grand job.

Just the sentiment of the following scene's tile, "Homage to Colt," is exciting. It shows that ego hasn't made 100 films so far, but instead a great knowledge of porn's innate heat. Huessein returns, paired with Justin Christopher, a smooth almost twinky brunet. Granted, anyone looks almost twinky next to Huessein, but Justin definitely has a look far from the others here. Opposites attract here as they make out and adore each other's bodies with juice and excitement. Justin is then fed Huessein's cock with nimble face-fucking from the owner. It's not that Justin can't do it himself, but rather that I don't think Huessein can be still for even a few moments. From his lanky frame, Justin sports a giant cock, just the thing to keep Huessein busy when he blows. He's able to use his hand to help, but his mouth wants plenty of it. Dispensing quickly enough with the foreplay, Huessein rams a fuck into little Justin. When Huessein plays around in an ass, it's no light fuck, so I have to give credit to Justin for keeping up with his top. Huessein actually takes it pretty easy on the kid at first, but soon enough he's thrusting away at a bottom he knows can handle his power. But he's sweet too, kissing Justin and varying the positions and tempo. Missionary shows just how smoothly accepting Justin's ass is to Huessein's pole, both with deep plows and full in-and-out blasts. Taking a break only to eat Justin's ass a bit, Huessein remains a powerhouse fucker, with endless amounts of energy to spare. Justin cums and then Huessein, dripping moisture, finishes.

Just as "Huessein" got his own scene, so does Remy Delaine, for so named is the next scene. Wearing a hat and a jock, it's all about Remy now. His giant dick is more the focus here than it was in the earlier solo, but the camera lavishes plenty of time on his big lips and slightly hairy chest as well. He's a far more aggressive self-beater, delighting in the length of his uncut cock and then turning around to show off some anal calisthenics (yeah, the ass stretches, but let's see how far with something in it!). In truth, his solo is short compared to the previous solo, but with a hottie like Remy, any time spent is quality.

The whopping seventh scene is "Face to Face." Michael Vincenzo returns, paired with the hairy Sarib. Michael is less interested in pleasantries here. He immediately starts licking down Sarib's chest and goes for his cock. Here he gets to show off his enormous talents, doing a whirlwind job with Sarib's dark piece. Sarib stops Michael's sucking and rolls him onto his back, first grinding up against Michael and then blowing him, paying particular attention to Michael's nuts. Even during his sucking and rimming, Sarib does a lot of grinding against Michael. He knows where he's headed: spending quality time readying Michael's ass with a forceful rim. Michael is just as desperate to have the dick in him, helping to guide the tip of it to the point of near-insertion during the grind. Sarib fits himself with a condom and gives Michael what both have been waiting for. And, boy, does he ever! This is perhaps the biggest most outrageous fuck since Remy's in the opener. After all, Sarib has a major spitfire at the end of his dick. Michael intently stares at Sarib the whole time (there are some wonderful close-ups of his big brown eyes), not having to beg for it, because Sarib is giving him all he's got. There's a surprise waiting in this scene when Sarib bends over and Michael fucks him. This is the first flip-flopping so far, and Michael slides through it with graceful ease. He works even harder than he did in his previous scene, giving Sarib the same kind of hot throbbing workout he just received. Sarib grabs a hold of the reigns and fucks Michael again before Michael goes again himself. This time Sarib is pretzeled so well that he can lick the top of his own dick as Michael roars at him.

The third scene named after its performer is "Tamas Eszterhazy." Tamas is an interesting looking dark brooding sort. Both arms are completely tattooed and he's slender with enormously wide shoulders. Strapped into a leather harness, with a handsome bearded face atop his frame, he's wearing only a jock and leather chaps otherwise. He does possess a big long dick and he works it well, and he knows that to please himself, grabbing his cock and pinching his nipples big time. It's over quickly with a big blast and another engaging performer has shown a bit of what he can do.

"Pumping Muscle." The first performer shown here is smooth black Jay Black, a gorgeous man with a nipple piercing and a great sexual air about him. He's working his arms as Huessein (does the man ever tire?) spots François. I probably lost a pound of drool watching François work out under the tutelage of Huessein. (They performed together in "Arabesque" and it was my personal favorite scene in that film, so a rematch between these titans, with the added presence of the awesome Jay Black, seems too good to be true.) Huessein shows off a bit with the weights, with Jay lustily watching the two studs try to outdo each other. When it's clear the next workout will be sexual, Jay finally joins. François is the first one completely naked, his ever-astounding boner tosses back and forth between Huessein and Jay, both lavishing it with the oral attentions such a piece deserves. All sense of competition is gone now as the two work together and share it beautifully. Of course, there's enough for two more performers anyway. Jay does a very zesty rimming-blowjob on Huessein while the latter sucks François and then François chugs down on Huessein doing Jay. Jay then ends up easily the luckiest position of the film so far, on the bench with Huessein and François dropping their cocks at his mouth. Jay keeps himself busy alternating, his own cock strong and big in his hand until Huessein gets to it. Aggressive ass-eating starts when Huessein moves to Jay's hairless ass and François sits on Jays face. The sight of François sitting there, muscles tensed and his cock swaying and twitching, is awesome! It's François' turn to be in the middle, with Jay at his ass and Huessein at his mouth, and Jay starts poking around his ass with the head of his cock. Jay is the winner of the prize, sliding his cock into François silently but deeply.

With François' mouth busy sucking Huessein, there are no complaints to be heard, so Jay ups the energy level and rockets ahead into a grandiose fuck. The whole weight bench shakes and rattles with the enormity of his work. François even takes frequent breaks from sucking in order to watch the commodious topping. François really shows off his bottoming skills when he rides Huessein. The hairy man lies still and lets François jiggle around his cock skillfully. His ass looks like it's about to split open from what is in there, but he only gets better as he gets more comfortable with the dick. It's incredible to think that François can have an ass as hot as his cock, but it's true, and Jay keeps the cheeks spread wide apart for the continued ride on mammoth Huessein. The lion share of the anal work is devoted to François bopping up and down on Huessein and time keeps on improving it. François seems determined that each moment will trump the last and he just rides and rides, stronger and stronger. However, it isn't the last fuck. Huessein has Jay's ass to deal with, so with François blowing the bottom, Huessein fucks him. Perhaps because the potent deep-throat is so close to the fuck, Huessein doesn't unleash his full power on Jay, but could Jay deal with the combined full force of Huessein and François? That's a staggering thought. When François releases Jay's dick, Huessein ups the power level, but François hasn't gone any further than cramming his dick and ass into Jay's moaning face. Sandwiched between the supermen, it's no wonder Jay cums first, but the others aren't far behind him.

Happy 100 Chris (and welcome to the fray, Ben) and if you have this much energy after 100, I can't wait to celebrate the next centennial.

DVD features (two-disc set): Chapters; trailers ("SeXus," "NeXus," "PleXus," "Arabesque," "Hard as Wood" and "Passport to Paradise"); playable worldwide (no regional coding).

A DVD Review by Brent Blue