A typically fanciful late-sixties Italian sex comedy with a Hammond organ score and obviously post-synced dialogue in which director Mario Monicelli bounds along in hot pursuit with a zoom lens of Monica Vitti (wearing a variety of wigs and vulger sixties outfits, including a shiny black PVC coat buttoned up to the throat) as she scampers from Sicily through exotic British locations like Edinburgh, Sheffield, Bath, Elephant & Castle and finally Brighton, encountering a quirky succession of British men (Anthony Booth, Stanley Baker, Corin Redgrave) along the way.
Britain as seen through Carlo Di Palma's lens seems a cold, wintry place; none more wintry than poor old Sheffield, disposed of as usual as a hideous concrete jungle (the location scouts again ignoring it's many parks and the Yorkshire Dales within easy reach).
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