Starting off as some kind of a typical Italian, gross, sexy comedy of the seventies, I wasn't really expecting it could end up digging into me. Lousy gags everywhere, absurd, unacceptable, incoherent sights (I mean, naked female Israeli fighters, come on) and featuring Gianfranco D'Angelo as the baron. "Thrash" seemed the only viable label for that. But as the movie goes on, incoherence, harass and nonsense build up to such an amount (and even mix up with suggestive images) one must admit it really is *something*. Some good time to spend for those who loved "mondo cane," but I probably wouldn't mind enough to start a video shop hunt for it (in fact it was being aired overnight by Italian stations.)
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