First Desires

The three girls featured in this are very attractive, but there is little if any nudity. At best a bikini top, maybe one topless shot.

It had the potential to be a better film, but was quite slow moving, and other than hoping to see some teen-aged girls in various stages of undress, nothing to sustain my interest.

In the end it was worth watching because it is nice to see attractive girls at the beach, in the sun with unpolluted waters, and few obvious signs over commercialisation.

I would recommend it, as I would most girls' coming of age films , as they educate at least one-half of the population as to what girls' think, and then , to use Mel Gibson's film, help us understand 'what women want'.

Maybe there is a packaged David Hamilton film set, he only made five films, and it would be good to see all five as they are priceless treasures, as they portray beautiful innocence, in a bygone era.

So here's the last movie photographer-turned-filmmaker-wannabe David Hamilton made. It's more of the same. There is minimal plot and characterisation. The movie mostly just shows girls running around on some idyllic island, in and out of their clothes.

The movie also has Hamilton's constant theme of unrequited love. Here, three girls wash up on an island, where one of the girls falls in love with an older man, but he's already married. And a younger guy falls in love with her, whereas his brother (I think) falls in love with one of the other girls. The brother is a fat guy who looks like that stock character in all eighties sex comedies, you know, the fat-guy-who's-always-eating. He's not always eating here, though, nor is he supposed to be funny.

Hamilton's movies all look like one of his photography books come to life. His soft focus and idyllic locations make the movies seem like recorded dreams. Perhaps they're Hamilton's himself. This also keeps you at bay from any story or characterisation, so I guess its' just as well there's generally not much of an attempt at either in his movies.

I'm glad this is the last one, so I won't have to watch any more. If I see one more soft-focussed bowl of fruit, I'll explode.

It's also worth noting that the girls in "First Desires" aren't even that good looking, despite the fact that they are presumably all models. This is worth noting because the girls in Hamilton's flicks usually aren't that great looking, surprisingly. The camera also shows little of their faces anyway. It's more interested in their bodies.

This is typical Hamilton. Gorgeous teenage girls and dreamy photography. I must disagree with one of the comments from another poster saying there is no nudity in the film. He must have seen a cut version. I have to say I don't think the plot or the acting are the strong points of Hamiltons movies. It does feel sometimes like a voyeuristic excuse to present beautiful young women in varying degrees of nudity. This may be quite transgressive of western (specially American) taboos, which equate nudity to porn. Overall a quite unique film. Try to get the uncut version because, quite frankly, the whole point of Hamiltons focus is the female body, (he is mainly a photographer after all)

David Hamilton makes movies for all those "perverts" who find 18-year-old girls with perfect bodies sexually attractive (that is, heterosexual men of all ages who aren't actually dead). Personally, I don't buy the hysterical argument that it is a slippery slope from watching a 25-year-old French nudie "art" film like this to attending a Hannah Montana concert in a raincoat to hanging around playgrounds with a pocket full of candy--but even so, unlike some other David Hamilton movies, the four leads here were all over eighteen at the time (if just barely), so let's just admit they look very sexy--whether clothed, unclothed, or somewhere in between--and move on.

I certainly can't fault the photography here (Hamilton's specialty), particularly since he has actually decided to pull the focus all the way for a change so the whole thing doesn't look like an especially murky Impressionist painting. The pace, of course, is VERY slow (I was afraid a new Ice Age would come and I would be run over by a glacier while watching it). The plot could charitably be described as stupid (three girls, playing hooky from their seaside private school, take a raft and wash up on an island where they all decide to surrender their virginity to various locals, or something like that). The dialogue is even worse. And the music is not be spoken of (or listened to if you can avoid it). The acting is not great, but while you'd never know it from her performance here, one of the actresses, Emanuelle Beart, went on to become one of the more famous actresses in France!

I wouldn't really recommend this to most women or to those very moral (and/or very gay) men who find 18-year-old girls icky and disgusting. But most of the reason I like these kind of movies is not the "perversion" factor, so much as the nostalgia factor(i.e. I wouldn't watch something like this if it were made today). However, this movie is so ridiculous and the actresses so unbelievably extraordinarily model-pretty that it really doesn't invoke much nostalgia (for me, anyway--maybe you had a bunch of badly-dubbed, impossibly gorgeous French girls running naked around your neighborhood growing up). In any case--and for what it's worth--this is definitely David Hamilton's "best" movie.

Beautifully photographed, lovely young women, virtually no plot or plot motivations. I guess this is a genre of French cinema. Three young women take a boat out on the sea at night. They are lucky to survive when the boat gets wrecked. One of them lies unconscious on the beach and is rescued by a handsome boy. Soon they are sort of owning the island and having various encounters with some young men they have met. All three, plus a beautiful concert pianist, are hard to take your eyes off of. But at some point it slogs along to where there are no real questions. I watched it because the Criterion Collection included it and I have been picking an choosing from their library of films. This one really turned out to be a waste of time. Lots of standing around, posing, and laughing, and doing little else.