Strange British sex comedy that's really neither fish nor fowl
This is another film by the makers of "Loving Feeling", but with
director Tom Clegg replacing Norman J. Warren (the latter of whom went
on to make somewhat of a splash in the horror genre). It's not
necessarily a bad film per se, but it is an unusual one. The Brits are
mostly known for silly sex comedies focusing on the exploits of
working-class stiffs (like the "Confessions of" series), but this tries
to be more of a sophisticated continental bedroom farce, which was much
more the forte of the French or the Italians. It's even set largely in
Italy, but it still doesn't manage to overcome its inherent
British-ness (and "sophisticated British comedy" is definitely a
contradiction in terms). On the other hand, it's not nearly as funny as
the more unabashedly British sex comedies, and the successful,
beautiful people in this movie (kind of the English version of the "la
dolce vita" set) don't make for nearly as sympathetic of protagonists
as the oversexed working-class stiffs later played by people like Robin
Askwith in the much more silly (and much more British) "Confessions
of"-type sex comedies. Basically, the Brit filmmakers are simply out of
their element here.
A London businessman ( Simon Brent also in "Loving Feeling") has a
pretty girlfriend (Lisa Collings), who he freely cheats on, although he
doesn't realize she is cheating on him as well. It all comes to a head
when they go on vacation together to Italy. He is tempted both by a
German prostitute (Anne Matisse) and by the French wife (Andree Flamand
)of another elderly British tourist. Meanwhile, his girlfriend's lover
from London (Mark Kingston) also shows up by coincidence and turns out
to be an important potential business contact for the man, so he tries
to use her to get to him, not realizing the pair are already involved.
This is obviously the set-up for a typical continental sex comedy of
the era. And while the guys are appropriately handsome and the girls
are appropriately beautiful, in the end the film doesn't work as
continental bedroom farce because it is simply too British (although I
did find it a slight improvement over "Loving Feeling" at least).
On the other hand, it isn't really all that British either, so the
movie really ends up being neither fish nor fowl. You're probably
better off watching either an actual continental sex comedy or a silly
British "Confessions of" movie rather than this one. But I supposed it
is a kind of interesting failure.
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