This miserable and wanton movie exploits an evanescent political thread just to allow the screenwriter and actor Benedetto Benedetti to indulge in scenes of sex and nudity, and to show the lusty performances he was fond of (I am exploring the filmography of this nowadays nearly unknown character of the '70-'80s showbiz also for personal reasons, as he raped my wife -at that time an helpless and nearly abandoned girl 13-yrs. Old- transforming her in his sexual slave, and subjecting her in the following few years to a chilling and continuing series of brutish sexual violence acts that caused permanent psychological and physical damage to the victim).
The movie shows perfectly well the filthy nature of this pedophile, and belongs to the category called in Italy (with a pun derived from football competitions) "B-league films". They were low-quality products, produced with a small investment by marginal film-makers, and mainly intended to show -whatever the apparent topic could be- the private parts of actresses that very often progressed later into full-fledged porn. Their main destinations were the cinemas in the outskirts, where viewers purchased tickets only to masturbate in the darkness of the movie theater.