Gifted celluloid smut slinger Jim Clark's riotously ribald 'Rentadick' (1972) is a robustly risqué, rump-rockingly rumbustious, bra-bustingly boorish, luridly low-brow, hysterically fly-blown comedy from Brit-sinema's lustiest spray day! Give sulky sadness the shaft!!! As the bawdily backward 'Rentadick' rudely upturns your frumpy frown into a syndicated smirk!! 'Rentadick' rigidly grasps your flaccid giggle gland wiv both 'ahnds and gives it a proper good Tommy Tank! So if you feel all at Bell's End, think you've about bottomed out, fear the lusty lead's bled right out of ya' pencil, then don't despair, slinkily slip out of your plushly velvet Lionel Blair's, generously pour yourself a titanic tot of your most spirited spirit, and take a not-so sneaky peak at comely crumpet Julie Ege's permissively perky, lead-firming peaks!!!! And if luxuriously lewd 70s comedy be your hot cup of steaming meat, then this fleshly fecund film might just prove to be a terrifically tumescent, lingerie lifting, late night treat! Remember, it 'aint a crime to covet a bodacious behind!!! And it's not, as yet, against the law to sensuously stretch your jocular jaw over a prickly pawpaw! Made when PC happily stood for Perfectly Crude, Jim Clark's sinfully penetrating comedy 'Rentadick' is slickly ad-libbed for your illicit, rib tickling pleasure!
