I like Tinto Brass. More accurately, I suppose, I should say that I enjoy Tinto Brass films. But even then I must qualify that. Mr Brass is a very skilled film maker. Possibly some of his movies look like MTV but he likes that glossy look with lots of neon and classy sets. He also knows how to shoot women. Some may consider it demeaning but he knows how to get women to bend this way and that to their best advantage and always make it look as if they are enjoying themselves. What, it appears, even he cannot do, is tell a proper story and still get away with women bending all the time. This starts off fine with some great glamour shots and some silly story developing, lots more sexy bending and then somewhere along the way it becomes clear we are supposed to be really interested in the fate of some of these people on screen , who all of a sudden are not bending over so much. It is a nonsense story that spoils the fun. There is a belated and rather tasteless effort to get back to some T&A at the end with some eroticised shots of a dead girl but all is already well lost.
