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By
Giacomo Tramontagna
K-Waikiki
Rating: 2 Stars
Produced by Karen Dior. Written and directed by Rick Van. Edited by Aries Post. Music by Sharon Kane, Karen Dior, and The Chana. Starring Paolo Centori, Anthony Rocco, J.B. Stone, P.J. Allen, Max Flynn, Don Dawson, and Jerry Rider.
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Horny tourist Paolo Centori can't get away from sex. "Thanks for suggesting Hawaii," he says in a letter to Randy, his travel agent. "On my first day I went up to my rooftop to look around the city. I saw two guys having
sex on another rooftop...." These are J.B. Stone and P.J. Allen, getting it on in what seems to a hillside garden, not a rooftop. In a cruising area by a waterfall, Centori re-encounters Stone, who blows him behind a boulder
before they're joined by Max Flynn. Shortly afterward our indefatigable narrator spies on Jerry Rider and Don Dawson as they tangle in a jungle clearing. When Centori decides to take a break and look at other sights, he winds
up jerking off amid chunks of hardened lava. Back at the beach, he meets Anthony Rocco, who says he knows "a place a few feet away where everyone has sex." And so forth.
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I> K-Waikiki-- get it?-- isn't terrible. It's just nothing out of the ordinary. Centori, who has a body by Nordic Track and a face out of ancient Roman portraiture, makes an agreeable leading man (though his
"voice" on the soundtrack is very likely someone else's). Rick Van's direction gets the job done, but not much more. Given the rich racial mix available in the islands, it's too bad the cast of
K-Waikiki seems to be made up entirely of white boys from the mainland. A sequel promises to rectify that situation, but not by much.
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