MEN IN SUITS: *beep* BY THE BOSS isn't on Roland Dane's IMDb cv but it does feature the Mangiatti twins and since the director's last was in 2007, I'm thinking this 2009 opus is more than likely a bunch of "office-related" vignettes from his previous films (including TWIN DEVILS, the only one to star the Mangiatti brothers) strung together by an annoyingly snarky narration cracking wise on "men at work".
The smarmy voice-over that connects these all-male sex scenarios kind of made me nostalgic for the "Golden Age of Porn" (early 70s to early 80s) when the action often came wrapped in a kinky narrative tale. Scary stories like the "No Exit" existentiality of THE DEVIL IN MISS JONES, the Twilight Zone-ish PANDORA'S MIRROR, the horrific THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS, and the downright disturbing THE DESTROYING ANGEL were among the best the adult film industry had to offer and could even prove thought-provoking; in essence, proving there was more than just one thing on their minds. Unfortunately, the Hungarian-lensed MEN IN SUITS didn't deliver in that department until the climax (or one of 'em, anyway) when a voyeuristic security guard turned in a couple of accountants for going at it after hours which got them summoned to the bosses office the next day. The "head" honchos were played by identical twins Fabrizio & Fernando Mangiatti who briefly quizzed the culprits in Hungarian before giving them what for every which way (and talk about a "tongue-lashing").
I was greatly relieved there was no incest although the siblings do share a lollipop at one point if you know what I mean and look deeply into each other's eyes while plowing others in tandem. Some of the sex was quite frisky in a Three Stooges sort of way with lots of slapping, pinching, ear twisting, nose tweaking, and spitting along with a popular position that can't be replicated without a chiropractor present (if you must know, lay on your back and throw your legs over your head until your toes touch the floor while your partner plays pile driver. Use a wall to support your back). I was neither turned off nor on by the mostly mechanical goings ons but I will say there was way too much shorn shrubbery and too many humongous tattoos (no one's Jewish, either) but Euro endeavors like this can also offer educational advice and anyone wondering what to do with their dropped drawers can make like a Magyar and park 'em on their sex partner's head.
These guys didn't exactly put the "hung" in Hungarian but they made up for it in looks and I have to wonder why the twins didn't come to the U.S. and try their luck in the entertainment industry. Looking almost as good in their business suits as they did in their birthday suits, the boys were definitely male model material and what's amazing is that a few of the film's stars also make legit wrestling and thai boxing videos. Maybe I'm out of touch but wasn't porn the "kiss of death" for any real show biz aspirations? I'd love to complete my "doppelganger collection" with a magazine cover of the macho Mangiatti brothers and I only wish it were GQ.
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