Wrapper: Ecuadorian Connecticut Shade
Binder: Mexican San Andrés
Filler: Nicaraguan, Brazilian Mata Fina
Size: 5.5 x 48 “Robusto”
Price: $8.70 in 10 count box
Today we take a look at the new Montecristo Relentless.
This cigar is made exclusively for Famous Smoke. And if you are like me and bought something from Cigar Monster, got a free stick in the mail with my order.
Naturally, there is no information about this cigar on the Montecristo web site as they never show off house cigars. And the description of the cigar on the Famous web site is short and to the point.
The cigar comes in five sizes:
Churchill (7 x 56, $11.30), Magnum (6 x 60, $11.50), No. 2 Torpedo (6.125 x 52, $11.30), Robusto (5.5 x 48, $8.70), and Toro (6 x 54, $9.00).
The wrapper is a golden brown with a bit of oil and has a bit of tooth but is mostly smooth to the touch. Construction is just OK. Visible seams, lots of veins with some really big honkers in there, there are some hard parts of the cigar and soft spots as well. The cigar is perfectly round which you don’t see much of anymore. It does have an impeccably incorporated triple cap.
The Montecristo Relentless feels very light in the hand.
The cigar band is pretty with raised lettering.
I clip the cap and find aromas of spice, cream, wood, cinnamon, caramel, nutmeg, and hay.
Time to light up.
We start off with a blast of pepper. Followed by a luscious dollop of creaminess.
We also have: Chocolate, coffee, lots of sweetness, a touch of lemon citrus, nuttiness, toasty, and a very earthy tobacco element.
This is an impressive start. I should add that I’ve had this stick for a few weeks. Can’t remember exactly when I did get it.
The Montecristo Relentless starts off a bit on the mild side but quickly moves to medium body.
And in just a couple of minutes of smoke time, the Montecristo Relentless is a cornucopia of flavors. Based on the price point, this is what I expect. But unlike most Montecristos, the blenders got with the program. They made a cigar that is ready to smoke and enjoy in just 2-3 weeks. Atta’ boys!
The spiciness wanes and disappears.
Even with the great flavors that start out like a snortin’ horse at the gate, the Montecristo Relentless is really going to need to prove itself for me because of the price point. At the moment, all the cigars on “The Katman’s List of 129 Great Cigars in the $5.00-$6.50 Range” taste every bit as good. And cheaper.
The softer part of the cigar is the bottom half and it is burning a bit faster than I would like. I’ve smoked an inch in about 7 minutes.
Creaminess, caramel, chocolate, and coffee are the driving flavors. Everything else on the list falls behind.
It is a glorious sunny day in Milwaukee. It is currently a balmy 44° going up to a crazy 58°. T shirt and Bermuda shorts weather.
The draw becomes very airy. Due to the lack of proper filling in the bottom half.
Spiciness begins to come back after its vacation that occurred in the first half inch.
The strength is a classic medium body. But the renewed spiciness gives the illusion of a stronger cigar. The spiciness is a combo of both red and black pepper. Nice. You know how I love my spicy cigars.
The second third begins. After only 20 minutes. If I’m lucky, the cigar will make it to an hour. But as I don’t nub cigars, probably not.
The Montecristo Relentless doesn’t have the qualities of a high premium stick. It has lovely flavors. A nice medium body. But it ain’t no $9 cigar. It belongs in the $6.50 range at best. Of course, I haven’t even reached the halfway point so let’s continue.
I reach the halfway point after 35 minutes of smoke time.
The Montecristo Relentless is not a complex blend. It is flavorful but the flavor ingredients don’t change. They become static with the same flavors exhibiting the most strength: Creaminess, caramel, spice, coffee, chocolate, and a generic sweetness.
As a result of the flavors maintaining an even keel, the cigar becomes less interesting.
I’m not saying it’s a dog. But rather, it is a one trick pony.
The strength becomes a bit boring as well. There is no roller coaster ride. Just a static medium strength.
The last third begins.
The Montecristo Relentless does not do service to the Montecristo name. Similar to the “Monte.” The Monte is in the same price range as the Montecristo Relentless. I reviewed it in November of 2013. I like the Monte more than the Relentless.
This should have been an inexpensive cigar.
Normally, boredom would have me put the cigar aside by now. The cigar is too consistent. No flare. No fireworks. Truthfully, any cigar on my list shown above is chock full of cigars that are much better than the Montecristo Relentless. And they are several dollars cheaper.
Based solely on the price point, I cannot recommend this cigar. I’m sure a lot of smokers got the same freebie with their Famous order. And this is probably the reason that there is only one review online. One. No one thought it good enough to review.
Don’t get me wrong, I like the flavors a lot. I like the constant ramping up of the spiciness as the cigar finishes. But I would never spend almost $9 for this stick.
Famous sells the Montecristo Relentless in singles, 5 packs and 10 count boxes. And good for them that they keep the box price for the 5 packs and singles. They don’t hike up the price a buck or two.
The last third does not become the sweet spot. It ends right where it starts. And remains so throughout the cigar experience.
With 1-1/2” to go, the Montecristo Relentless becomes harsh and hot.
And now for something completely different:
Sexual Escapades in the 80’s.
I was ensconced in my project with Rick T. The Attitude and our L.A. hit “Hound Dog.”
We hung out together all the time. Rick had a lovely girlfriend named Cathy. She was a dead ringer for Faye Dunaway. Back then we were in our early 30’s. Cathy was younger.
I didn’t have a girlfriend. I used my status as a session player, recording studio owner, producer and manager to snag every girl I could. Why have something steady? Back then, I was a good looking kid.
But Cathy had a mission to set me up.
This one time, she set me up with a co-worker. Cathy worked at a fancy restaurant in Marina Del Rey. So she got the seating hostess to go out with me sight unseen.
I agreed to the double date.
I was pleasantly surprised when I met her. Very pretty blonde. Can’t remember her name so I will call her Jill.
We went out to eat and then clubbing. These people drank like fish. I don’t drink. Never have. I was getting snockered.
Rick suggested we all go to my house in North Long Beach. No objections so off we went.
We all plop on the couch, turn some music on and continue to drink. I had this giant ficus plant. And I sat next to it. As each shot was poured I poured it into the potted plant and pretended to knock it back.
An hour passed and Jill and I headed to my room and Rick and Cathy went to my spare bedroom.
My room didn’t have a door. I bought it that way. And since I lived alone, it really wasn’t a high priority.
Jill and I are going at it and I’m on top of her when I feel fingers running up my leg. I recoiled.
I look up and it’s Rick. He left Cathy to come and watch us. Subtle, huh?
Jill didn’t care.
After a couple minutes I told Rick to go back to Cathy and he complied. Minutes later, he returned. Now I was pissed off. And he ran back to the spare room.
I had drunk too much. Done a little coke. And had trouble maintaining an erection. When Jill realized this, she turned me around and GULP. My penis disappeared.
Now this is what I’m talking about.
We got it on for about 45 minutes and met up again in the living room.
I drove everyone home and got back to my place around 3am.
I asked Jill out for a weekend excursion in Palm Springs. I had a favorite hotel that had a separate room with a huge built in Jacuzzi. Great place for sex. I brought lots of chicks there.
We didn’t drink much and I sensed Jill pulling away.
We got into the hot tub but no action. We went to the bed. No action.
She was only into me when she was soddenly drunk. And she was too sober now.
So we talked. And in a flash of reality, she starts talking about her life. Her high school life!!! She was 16!
OH MY GOD!!!
I was a child molester. I was almost old enough to be her father. She told me about her parents and they were only four years older than me.
I told her to pack her things. I was taking her home.
I pulled up to her parked car at the parking lot of the restaurant in Marina Del Rey and said good-bye.
I let Cathy have it. Rick too. I could go to jail for what they did. Mind you, Jill looked like she was 23. Not 16.
I thought, what kind of parents does she have? That they would let her go away for a weekend? Of course, I have no idea what she told them and hence meeting her in the parking lot.
I never let Cathy or Rick set me up again. I did just fine on my own, thank you.
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