Corny beat slang that pours out its hipster slacks to groove about chicks, pads, beats and action, but it is a film about popcorn. You have a grain, you heat it up, it expands, you put it in your mouth and it dissolves, leaving a sugary after taste.
So we are offered the revenge movie based upon being a willing victim who returns to seek revenge across a series of, for the period it was set, exotic locations; Istanbul, Rio.
Black women writhing on the floor, young people involved in S&M based firmly on sadism, then the aftermath of a film exploring lesbian encounters, rich swinging flats, black women/inter racial relationships, parties as orgies, wild jazz, menage a trois'- yes all the ingredients were here wrapped up in a post horror wild imagining.
It even has those 60's fuzz out moments that would have been groovy, way back. Added to this the camera shots are all done in full artistic taste. You can imagine the impact of someone watching this trapped in a 2 up 2 down in Hartlepool when it first came out. It was the antithesis of their lives, the wild rumblings of a world yet to unfold.
The problem is the whole thing just lacks energy, and what appears as another world, with all its wild abandon, comes over as a trifle dull within the film. The director is pressing every button available within his counter cultural world to actually sell you the real one that appeared in the 21st century. Fast cars, exotic locations, nubile sex, drugs, orgies- it all became mainstream wih cheap flights, old bangers, XTC, porn and the pill.
The film and its non too subtle message appears quaint, although it is worth having a look to see what they viewed in the 1960's as stretching the limits, and to be fair, compared to the events 25 years earlier, in the 1940's, this was a huge leap forward.
Its just as Christina sings so eloquently;
"Is that all there is?"