Les jambes en l'air

Such a high rating for this bomb!

Cesar and his wife 's daughter has escaped from her seedy home to live her life ;so begins a road movie,where they meet a man suffering from high blood pressure (25!),a blond nymphomaniac , an old chum ,Marcel,who's miserable and who's in need of joie de vivre ;no sooner said than done :they take him along in a string of parties, to culminate in an orgy in a former brothel.

25% of the movie is given over to these interminable parties ,with a horrible hip soundtrack to boot.The screenplay is so loose that it's impossible to discern a plot in this mess;directing is could -not-car -less , actors left to their own devices ,third-rate acting (and however George Guéret can be a good thespian ,but not here),queen of sword and sandal and cheap spy thriller Sylva Koscina is wondering what the hell she's doing here ...

It's typical post-68 movie, with a retun-to-nature and hippie side which were a la mode in those happy times where everybody was free to sing and dance and love.