After a screening of Emmanuelle's latest and hottest film, "The Love Express" at the Cannes Film Festival she is hounded by the press and fans all screaming for her attention. In the crowd she meets Charles Foster, the son of one of the richest tycoons in the world, and it isn't long before the young couple begin a passionate affair.
But travelling to a far-eastern island to promot...
This censored United Kingdom DVD version of the film is neither letter-boxed nor panned & scanned so some scenes are rendered as meaningless as a cropped-off Web-page printed in Portrait mode.
Still Monique GABRIELLE (as the eponymous heroine) is very fetching - in and out of clothes - but no actress. Director Walerian Borowczyk’s trademark sexual fetishism is well in evidence; including some Russ Meyer-style sexual analogies like spurting champagne bottles.
As a paean to feminine sexual-freedom this fails - as all the Emmanuelle films do - because they are made by men - for men - and so tell us everything about male sexuality, but nothing much about women’s. This, despite the fact that pornography is the genre most often associated with female sexual-freedom as a theme!
The attempted critique of the cult of vacuous celebrity is limp and superficial since it relies on clichés rather than insight. Moreover, attacking those with empty, anti-porn minds - who are not the audience for this particular genre - is peculiarly reductive since it suggests the filmmakers are insecure about the nature of their own work. After all, the makers of romantic comedies, for example, never feel the need to justify their work by attacking its detractors, regardless of quality, because theirs is not a despised genre.
Rubbish - and not much fun.
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