Im Garten der Wollust - pourquoi?

Garbage, and this is garbage of the extremely smelly kind. And as usual we have an attractive woman go through all types of BS only to be attracted to the weakest and ugliest moron in the movie.

Another piece of garbage thought up by dirty old white men with the only goal in it is to have women strip off their clothing.

And what is it with uncoordinated white people and their off kilter-ed dance scenes in which not a one has any rhythm and that god awful music. Yet white people insist on inserting this comical spasmatic version of an epileptic seizure in progress.

And this actress hardly looked like a school girl, plus the weak arse lead up to the rape scene. Where did her father disappear to that quick and the weak arse explanation at the end was complete and utter BS.

Watching grass grow is more entertaining than this farce, do yourself a favor and avoid this one.

Despite the presence of Sandra Julien (of "Frisson des vampires" fame), this is a tepid exercise in picturesque eroticism. It made sense to base a film on nymphomania (see Pecas's superior "I am a Nymphomaniac, also with SJ"), but what can you do with frigidity? The most interesting scenes are the campy theatrical pieces, a la Jesus Franco, which are premised by the fact that one of the heroine's boyfriends is a stage director. And the film's attitude toward rape is howlingly politically incorrect nowadays (the girl subconsciously wanted it, according to her psychiatrist.)