The script has flatlined
As with the Confessions films, this is another of those movies from the dark days of British cinema that is perhaps best forgotten.
Chances are you're only willing to watch because of the nudity. Well there's not much of that but there are a host of well known faces, many of whom have long since died.
Films such as this obviously kept the wolf from the door but it's a sad fact that this was Arthur Askey's last film.
To see him wheeling around as a lecherous, demented old man is heartbreaking.
The main reasons to watch are to see a young Leslie Ash as the sister of the eponymous heroine and Patricia Hodge who no doubt cringes every time she sees the movie.
The script must have taken all of 10 minutes to write, with not a trace of wit or originality to be seen or heard anywhere. Dixon's weedy boyfriend is a comic foil with one track mind who falls into a pond to raise an, er, titter.
Yes, it really is that sophisticated.
An 'erotic comedy' unique in the fact that it is neither erotic, nor funny.
Just be thankful it didn't spawn a host of sequels.
Chances are you're only willing to watch because of the nudity. Well there's not much of that but there are a host of well known faces, many of whom have long since died.
Films such as this obviously kept the wolf from the door but it's a sad fact that this was Arthur Askey's last film.
To see him wheeling around as a lecherous, demented old man is heartbreaking.
The main reasons to watch are to see a young Leslie Ash as the sister of the eponymous heroine and Patricia Hodge who no doubt cringes every time she sees the movie.
The script must have taken all of 10 minutes to write, with not a trace of wit or originality to be seen or heard anywhere. Dixon's weedy boyfriend is a comic foil with one track mind who falls into a pond to raise an, er, titter.
Yes, it really is that sophisticated.
An 'erotic comedy' unique in the fact that it is neither erotic, nor funny.
Just be thankful it didn't spawn a host of sequels.
- Dodger-9
- Oct 14, 2000