¿Dónde está Parsifal?

Inventor Tony Curtis is broke. He's looking to sell his latest invention to anyone, and it looks like junior Mafioso Erik Estrada is the guy. Curtis arranges a dinner party for Estrada, who brings along movie star Peter Lawford -- in his last movie role -- but Curtis' wife, Berta Domínguez-Domínguez and her passel of male hangers-on objects.

It's objectively an awful movie, and a pain to look at, because there's some real star power here, including a brief turn by Orson Welles as King of the Chicago gypsies, Donald Pleasance essays a Scottish accent, and Ron Moody a Prussian one. Miss Domínguez-Domínguez wrote this -- more on that later -- and the only reason why it was produced is that her husband was Alexander Salkind; I suppose this is what you do for your wife if you can get someone else to pay for it, and Salkind had an awful large numbers of chips to cash in after Superman. Not so many after this, I imagine.

I strongly suspect that Mrs. Salkind wrote down a few brief ideas,gave everyone a silly name, and left it for the actual actors to fill in their roles. Little makes sense, nothing is done that links from anything anyone else is said, although there are rough attempts by the actors to mug it up. It doesn't work Nothing works, nothing makes sense, and this was withdrawn after being presented at Cannes. It escaped anyway.