Steaming

I have not noticed a lot of British nudie cutie films make the hop over the pond. I was not expecting many either, given the Brit's public persona as being presented as very reserved (Benny Hill not withstanding).

What a pleasant surprise to see this film about some rather good looking older and a few good looking, but kind of plump, younger women, letting it all hang out while going around a lot in their starkers!

The director managed to make the nudity both titillating and non-exploitive at the same time--This was not too hard considering the caliber of the acting talent involved. And the fact that no men appeared anywhere in the film probably made it more of a "lets hide a camera in a women's steam club and see what they really talk about!". Surprise--it's men! No feminine hygiene, breast cancer, yeast infections, or even babies!

The one thing about the limeys is that even when they don't do something often, they do it right! Rather old bean, top drawer!

It's not that the whole movie is filled with unusual dialogue but half the time it feels as if there aren't conversations happening but monologues. I understand it's based off a play but that's what you have to do when adapting a play to a film.

Makes it hard to follow when you don't really care about half of what's being said.

Though it belies its stage origins this character study of a group of women who find a camaraderie in the local ladies steam bath that isn't available to them anywhere else keeps you involved thanks to Losey's firm directorial hand and superior performances by the cast.

The showpiece performance is from Patti Love as the combative Josie but both Vanessa Redgrave and Sarah Miles score sharply in more muted roles. This was the final film for Diana Dors before her far too early death and it provides her a lovely opportunity to exit on a fine grace note. Her fabled beauty while not a memory had by this point softened into a mature softness filled with character. As the motherly Violet she shows that the stunning good looks of her youth weren't all she had to offer.

While this is not a real great piece of film making, I found it to be erotic in a very subtle sort of way. First, the whole concept of a movie about 40ish and 50ish women hanging out (in more ways than one) at spa is very exciting to me. Then add the fact that we have established actresses like Sarah Miles and Vanessa Redgrave spending a lot of time lying around in towels and less and you have a very erotic film in my opinion. I really hated to see it end. If you find this concept much more sexy that overt sexuality, then you might want to check out this film. It's hard to find, though. I found it in a small independent video store in 1987 and haven't come across it since.

I probably would have never seen this movie if it were not for the fact that I was offered the part of Josie in the stage version. My husband and I sat down to review the film to help me decide if I would venture into my first role with nude scenes. I was partially happy with the film's adaptation and loved the performances. This is a chatty film, perhaps a little too much like the stage version, and the sets (though appropriately drab) could have been spiced up a little. Surprisingly this is not a sexy film at all (not completely devoid of charm and cuteness, the women are on the downhill side of middle age and their personalities only increase their speed down the hill.) I had read some lesbian or bi-sexual overtones into the script that don't translate well in this film. The director could have had the characters more nurturing and gentle with each other in massaging or bathing (unfortunately the film was made in the eighties not the nineties). Influenced by the film, I accepted the stage role. It's the only film I ever saw that influenced me to disrobe in front of family, friends, neighbors, and strangers so that must count for something.