Where Is Parsi?

Actually, I enjoyed VERY much the film because it is all about Alexander Salkind and his wife's lives (Berta Dominguez). Had you had the chance to meet their incredible and surrealistic world (and lives), you could see how real this film is. Berta's role is played by herself, Parsifal (Tony Curtis) plays Alex's role; the housekeeper, the baron, are real life characters that used to hover about Berta's luxurious apartments in Paris. Christopher Chaplin plays Bertas real son, Ilya. Alex looking to raise money to produce his films. Berta with her younger lovers. The whole madness lived in their environment is very well represented in this film. Acknowledging that it was never meant to be released on cinemas, for family and personal reasons. And for the same reasons the credits show Cassandra Domenica instead of Berta Dominguez. I would love to see this film shown in cinema theatres, especially knowing it is the last film in which Orson Welles plays. Hector S. Peralta, Berta Dominguez's nephew.

Confusing movie? Maybe, but I guess I have to be the one digging up valuable info. I can't tell you much, just what I know. What little info there is on this film is on my In Memoriam: Alexander Salkind segment in my KringleQuest.com website. So here goes, and remember, I'm quoting straight from what I wrote: "This was [the Salkinds'] only 'vanity project,' in that the script had been conceived and written by Berta [Dominguez D.] for the express purpose of casting herself in the lead female role. As both writer and star, she would assume the pseudonym Cassandra Domenica, while her husband would cast Tony Curtis...[as] the bizarrely named central character, one Parsifal Katzenellenbogen, the notorious inventor of the skywriting industry...this lively piece of satire[, which takes a lighthearted look at the history of advertising slogans,] has never been released theatrically in the U.S.; for some reason, it is the only Salkind picture from the twilight of [his career] to bear that distinction." Hope that clears things up for those you who were 'confused' by this title.

This is truly a strange movie. It features Tony Curtis as an inventor with a huge house, a butler and a busload of people staying over. One of the guest makes comments now and then using a closed circuit audio system, which is wired all through the house. Why he does this is never made clear. The inventor also has a son who does the strangest things, including sleeping with a woman I presume is the housekeeper.

Now, inventor curtis needs money and tries to sell his inventions. That's more or less the things I can make out of this confusing movie. The acting can best be described as 'experimental'. come to think of it, the whole movie is kind of an experiment: how long can you watch this movie for?

Inventor Tony Curtis is broke. He's looking to sell his latest invention to anyone, and it looks like junior Mafioso Erik Estrada is the guy. Curtis arranges a dinner party for Estrada, who brings along movie star Peter Lawford -- in his last movie role -- but Curtis' wife, Berta Domínguez-Domínguez and her passel of male hangers-on objects.

It's objectively an awful movie, and a pain to look at, because there's some real star power here, including a brief turn by Orson Welles as King of the Chicago gypsies, Donald Pleasance essays a Scottish accent, and Ron Moody a Prussian one. Miss Domínguez-Domínguez wrote this -- more on that later -- and the only reason why it was produced is that her husband was Alexander Salkind; I suppose this is what you do for your wife if you can get someone else to pay for it, and Salkind had an awful large numbers of chips to cash in after Superman. Not so many after this, I imagine.

I strongly suspect that Mrs. Salkind wrote down a few brief ideas,gave everyone a silly name, and left it for the actual actors to fill in their roles. Little makes sense, nothing is done that links from anything anyone else is said, although there are rough attempts by the actors to mug it up. It doesn't work Nothing works, nothing makes sense, and this was withdrawn after being presented at Cannes. It escaped anyway.

If you liked Skidoo, or The President's Analyst, you're going to LOVE Parsifal. It's a zany collection of actors, doing zany, wacky things for an hour and 22 minutes! Erik Estrada, Peter Lawford, a 69 year old Orson Welles, Don Pleasance, and of course Tony Curtis, as Parsifal. He is a madcap inventor, trying to sell one of his inventions to pay off his debts. He keeps getting calls from everyone about his overdue debts, while his wife (Berta Dominguez, who also wrote the screenplay for this thing) is sleeping with everyone she can lay her hands on (hah!). The butler and the maid are just atrocious, but no-one seems to notice. They change the butler's name so it's not so German, but he keeps clicking his heels anyway, which seems to be a WWII reference to the Nazi's. Its a fun, wacky, silly, ALMOST pointless story, but there actually is a barebones outline of a story here. Christopher Lloyd must have watched this before he made "Back to the Future".... his mannerisms are JUST like Parsifal, when he goes crashing from room to room, lurching back and forth, yelling, mumbling at the same time. Arthur Beatty is a tall, black man "Jasper", who keeps appearing and spouting words of wisdom, in the true spirit of the 1960s. Interesting photo of the cast of this film on Beatty's facebook page, as of today. After watching this, I'm not really sure who everyone is, and their place in the story, but its on netflix, so I may watch it again. There IS nudity and cussing, so put the kids to bed! Directed by Henri Helman, who directed a whole lot of things en français, so I'm guessing he is French. If you like offbeat, alternative films that don't really make sense and were probably improvised on the spot, you will like this one.