Cheap, vulgar? Yes, it sure is. Pornographic? Oh, yes! Let's not harsh Jess Franco's karma by pretending we were out to see an art film and were disturbed to find this awesomely trashy stuff instead. Jess knows better, I know better, and you knew better, too.
Sure, Lina goes a bit overboard with an Oscar statuette, but you can forgive her for that because you get to watch. This is pretty much hardcore euro-porn thinly disguised as a movie, and why not? You're not watching a Jess Franco/Lina Romay collaboration to critique the acting, marvel at the cinematography or scrutinize the end credits for long-lost relatives. You're watching it because you're hoping to see Lina naked, doing what she does, and she does a lot of it in this film.
I've paid a lot more to see movies that I enjoyed a lot less than this one.
We're talking Lina Romay in her prime here, mid-thirties and squirmingly, explicitly, deliciously buck naked. Can she act? Of course she can, I'd give her an Oscar any day. Maybe a box full of them, if I got to watch her use them like she does here. Can Franco direct? I suspect he was holding the camera one-handed, but he does a decent enough job here, not wasting a lot of time on exposition or story. Franco could teach modern porn directors a thing or two, you can see that in any of his movies.
It's a sleaze fest, for sure, in the grand tradition of euro-sleaze. Watch it and don't bother pretending you didn't love it.
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