good excuse for a riotous satire
im starting to love this movie. it"s a very honest fantasy, not afraid to be corny, straight up and sweet, unashamedly so and poetic, till reality hits.
the post sync and full on photography teased me into the typical soft porn expectation for the lethal mix of lame story and gratuitious yet frustrating sex. but everything "in between", everything not sexual, is a riot.
it's the usual "upstairs downstairs" set up, like renoir's "rules of the game", or altman's "gosford park", but with hormones raging. it shows freshness and sweet romanticism, where all issues of desire are explored, it would do a great play. everyone wants to *beep* but they(re caught up by the beginning of WWII. the scene where the household reads the letters from the men at war is hilarious.
there are the usual porn situations, but david hamilton's interpretation is a good play on them, with witty dialogue from the house help. each character is very different, they may all be horny as hell, but each has a different and personal agenda. it watches like a visconti holiday with a pasolini family and fellini friends.
it's corny and beautiful like a balthus painting.