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Unless you like this genre or want to see an example of this genre, there is nothing to like here. I happen to be a big fan of 70s movies and have seen many 100s and for me this was all this movie was -- another movie to round out my attempt to see as many 70s films as possible. The plot here is paper thin and the ending highly predictable. The soft porn scenes of sex is what separates this movie from other bad movies. The dress, sideburns, way of speaking, cars, etc. were far more interesting to me than anything else. Without this the movie is a 2 or 3. It's amazing to me that these films got funded and made, but I guess in an era before the internet the soft porn angle was a draw.

Seven other reviews on here so far (mid 2025) and they offer some perceptive views of this film, and an amazing amount of film trivia, lots of info about the director (would later do a Bond film, wow!), other credits for the writers, and some of the work of the more notable players.

One mystery comment was by 'Jared', who says :- "I don't know what the purpose of this movie was supposed to be." . . .but he claims to have seen zillions of movies?!

Well, back in the 60s and more especially 70s, the British movie industry was largely on its knees, apart from a few stand-out offerings.

But it did knock out a lot of 'sexploitation' flicks, aimed at a young male audience, trying to catch them in late-night (Fri & Sat) showings between getting a skinful down the pub and an early hours curry before staggering back home.

Lots of these films are pretty embarrassing when seen years later, and in the cold light of day, and it's a surprising list of British acting talent that got some work out of them.

I hadn't heard of the male lead in this one -- apparently he was the guy in the famous Milk Tray ads, so he probably got seen by far more folk than some well-known stars (even if they didn't know his name!).

Diane Keen was in it too, later in a good few sitcoms, a Sweeney film, and in later years about a million episodes of the BBC daytime 'Doctors'. She might have had a romp in The Sweeney, but I doubt she ever rocked a bed as much, or showed as much, in her career as in this film?!

The 'Confessions Of' series was a popular set of this type of film, and quite well known, they had a comedy element, whereas this one just had a few funny lines, and didn't play it for farce as they did.

So, lots of tits and bums, a few snatches (!!) of pubic hair (one in a delightful heart shape!), that was the voyeur crowd taken care of, but a fraction more plot and story than usual. A few jibes at the tabloid paper industry and police too, easy targets?! I see that Diane Keen is getting on for 80 now, I wonder if she can remember it?? I don't suppose too many of the 70s audience can either?

The British sex films from 1968-1982 are much maligned within the British commonwealth and almost completely unknown outside it. For some reason I've seen any number of them now thanks to DVD companies like Jezebel and Wham! USA, and they really shouldn't be tarred with one brush. This movie, for instance, is actually pretty good. It was directed by the talented Martin Campbell who later went on to do "Eskimo Nell", which might be the best of all these films (and, unlike a lot of the hacks that toiled in this "genre", Campbell eventually became a big-name director, even doing a James Bond film years later).

This movie is not as funny as "Eskimo Nell", but it has a lot more sex. It's definitely a very far-out male fantasy about a handsome novelist- turned-cat-burglar (David Warbeck) who keeps running into the attractive lady of the house during his jobs, who he then invariably seduces and works over so well in bed that she lets him get away with her jewels, gives a false of a description of him to the police, and in one case even invites him back for seconds. The police meanwhile are no help (not surprisingly since the dissembling "victims" variously describe the burglar as a one-armed midget, a 6'6" Russian with a hare-lip, etc.). One of the detectives on the case is obsessed with pornography and is always neglecting his job, endlessly discussing it and trading it with a reporter. The lead detective meanwhile is in love with a pretty female insurance investigator. He is alarmed when she sets herself up as bait for the burglar, but he ought to be more worried for the burglar since she turns out to be sexually insatiable and a black-belt in karate!

David Warbeck later appeared in three Lucio Fulci horror movies. Michael Armstrong, director of "Mark of the Devil" and the lead in "Eskimo Nell", plays the easily distracted detective. Of course, there's also plenty of nice crumpet here like Jenny Westbrook, a regular in these type of films, who plays the first victim, and Dianne Keen who plays the insurance investigator . Films like this could ONLY have been made in Britain in the 1970's and they wouldn't be made anywhere today. That in itself makes them worth checking out in my book, but this one is also pretty good to boot.

This is a very watchable soft core sex movie and very representative view of early 70s London. Not so much the romancing cat burglar but the length of hair, the sideburns, the pubic hair, the police represented as more interested in seizing porn than much else, the mini-skirts, the surprisingly dowdy London streets. Also the emphasis on sex and in particular the difference between the women who seem keen to have it and the men who seem more keen to talk about it. The main premise of the film, involving David Warbeck as a burglar who gets so involved with the ladies they don't mind being robbed is a good one and the direction is good. Some of the performers are better in the bed scenes than out but what do you expect when the sex is the main raison d'etra. Not particularly sexy but there is plenty of flesh on display and the scenes are pretty vigorous. Enjoyable.

The late David Warbeck is Grant Henry aka The Sex Thief in this surprising 1973 sex comedy. A writer of trashy paperbacks like The Dirty and the Dying, Henry moonlights as a masked jewel thief who is usually caught in the act but lures his female captors to bed. Bedroom gymnast that he is, the women lie about his identity 'who could disguise himself as a clubfooted coloured midget one week and a 6'6 Russian with a hair lip the next' and even hope to get burgled again! A shameless Hollywood producer and a dizzy blonde try to drum up publicity by claiming that the Thief assaulted her. Enraged that his name has been tarnished The Sex Thief buys a plastic gun and in a Forced Entry manner stalks the actress, catching her in the bath before the pair reinact her made up scenario. Dim, corrupt cops more interested in selling contraband blue movies than catching the Thief also become involved in the caper. Despite the low voltage stereotype of the British sex film The Sex Thief is well made and occasionally funny and sexy. This was in fact a kinky package for the Ups and Downs of a Handyman era crowd- with several jolting sequences such as intercuting a wrestling match with sex thief's own brand of wrestling not to mention his own subjugation at the hands of a Kung-Fu trained insurance investigator! Its more infamous today for its re-edited American release that in classic sleaze fashion took a softcore foreign feature and beefed it up with X- rated inserts. This version entitled 'Her Family Jewels' dubiously resurfaced in the UK years later under the premise that semi-famous British thesps (Dianne Keen, Christopher Biggins) had once appeared in an X-rated movie. RADA trained Michael Armstrong who acts in the film as a breast obsessed cop and wrote the film under demonic alter ego 'Edward Hyde', is most familiar to exploitation fans for the much banned Mark of the Devil as well as the autobiographical Eskimo Nell. Viewers familiar with the latter will no doubt feel a sense of deja vu here as several characters and scenarios make premature appearances in The Sex Thief. Another discovery is actress Gloria Walker aka Gloria Maley who went from being worked over by Warbeck's buzzing 'simulator' to providing blood and guts effects for the gruesome Inseminoid (1980)- a more diverse career move is hard to imagine. The Sex Thief rises above the typical British sexpo thanks to some pointed raunchiness, a surprisingly subversive script and a charismatic leading man. Warbeck was once apparently the mysterious house breaking protagonist of the Milk Tray ads whilst director Martin Campbell recently made the big budget Zorro movie, two things worth pondering while you watch The Sex Thief.