Raw 32

Can there be too much of a good thing? For Manuel Ferrara, who merrily plows his prick through a parade of pussy, slaps a director’s credit on the results and collects a paycheck, probably not. The weary jerkoff faced with the two-disc Raw 32, however, might find himself grappling with excess. With a mere four scenes spread across two DVDs, it seems the only thing left on the cutting-room floor was Ferrara’s jizz as he rubbed one out while enjoying his own carnal exploits. Now that the quantity aspect has been addressed, how’s the quality? From a poon perspective, not bad at all. Ferrara does not generally dip his anteater’s snout of an uncut prick into just any old puss. Exotic brunette Gina Valentina is bright-eyed, bushy-tailed and eager. They share an obvious chemistry, but the viewer, watching through the vantage point of a distant, single-mounted camera, might as well be perusing convenience-store security footage. Ferrara eventually seizes the camera and provides some POV footage, but as a result the camerawork is erratic, when the only jerking motion should be occurring in the viewer’s lap. It’s like being invited to a friend’s house for dinner, then being charged for watching his vacation videos. On top of it all, two of the four scenes are filmed in the same setting. Had Ferrara sprung for a cameraman and another location, Raw 32  might be more than half-baked. But asking viewers to pony up for two slipshod discs is like asking Hamilton prices for a school play. —P.D.R.