The first thing to be said about this film is the title. It is not to be confused with the more familiar Confessions series starring Robin Askwith. This film stars Roger Lloyd Pack of Only Fools and Horses, and Vicar of Dibley fame. He probably omits it from his cv these days and, judging by his performance here, was not too keen on making the movie at the time. Lloyd Pack plays an architect given a commission to design a marina (The film's alternative title was Design for Lust, a much cleverer one than the catchpenny cash-in title used here.) He decides to use the female breast as his inspiration. Although this is a pretty feeble premise to base a film on, it's no worse than the plot lines of other films of this type. Our Roger then goes off searching for the perfect boob, and its owner, to act as his muse. Lloyd Pack approaches this task with about as much enthusiasm as if he were going shopping for groceries. In fact in one scene he does just that: leaving his office, he strolls through a market, buys an apple and eats it. Thrilling stuff, but in the background of this scene were several of the cinemas which would have shown this film upon release. Presumably the director was just paying his dues to his backers. The hero finally finds what he is looking for in his boss's secretary. Staring him in the face you might say. But by this time the viewer has been numbed into a state of indifference to the whole sorry mess.