You're Driving Me Crazy

You're Driving Me Crazy (1978)

** (out of 4)

More sexploitation non-sense from David Hamilton-Grant has a chauffer coming into a household and causing local ladies to go wild.

Or, something like that. YOU'RE DRIVING ME CRAZY is another comedy from Hamilton-Grant that isn't very funny but it's clear that the main goal was to show men naked. There's plenty of nudity here so if that's what you're looking for then pull up a chair, sit back and enjoy.

I thought this film was pretty much on par with the director's previous work, which means that it's somewhat well-made for what it is but it's certainly not breaking any new ground as far as quality goes. There's nothing really special about anything in the picture, although there is a bit more full-frontal nudity than in your average softcore film.

A photographer who has lost his licence due to drink driving seeks an au pair to drive him around. (Why an au pair?!)

Loopy trash (shot at Magna Carta Island!) that's deeply vacuous in its softcore version (and no doubt in its hardcore version too). The technical standards are among the lowest of the low: the acting is criminally bad, with line clashes and the two worst American accents in the history of cinema; a bizarre, jumbled story that makes zero sense; and murky, static photography that takes in the likes of a sex scene that is drowned out by a plane flying overhead.

Even better perhaps are the end credits, in which the actors try to stay as still as possible as they roll. It's hilarious, like something from a spoof.

Some of the ladies are attractive, some less so. Cutest is probably the main character's wife, who apparently did hardcore too. For the ladies there's even a fully naked bloke! (Amusingly NOT aroused even though he's about to jump on a beautiful naked lady.)

(After being after this for years I found it with a random Google search - it was on some obscure video site. I couldn't stream it properly on my computer, just on my phone, strangely.)