“Uncut” doesn’t fool around with subtlety. Centered almost entirely on thesp Franco Trentalance’s penis, bawdy pic resembles a radio play with its offscreen voices, as protag, Ciccio, bedridden with a broken pelvis and shinbone, endeavors to lure women to his bed and convince visiting police he didn’t kill his g.f. Despite the starring organ’s limpness throughout, explicit visuals (featuring close-ups of oral sex) will limit prospects. Pic will get a rise only from specialist fests.
Despite the monotony of the visuals, film maintains interest with Trentalance’s warm vocal performance and from the mild intrigue over what happened to Ciccio’s inamorata. A procession of lovelies arrive, all game to help Ciccio achieve an orgasm which somehow is always frustrated. No explanation is provided as to why he doesn’t scream in pain (given his broken pelvis) every time he’s mounted, but realism is not the film’s strong suit. DV transfer is rather fuzzy, and editing plays a few classic tricks to disguise the fact that the pic is not actually one continuous take. Original title refers to that illusion, as well as to Ciccio’s non-circumcision.