The Favorite

The acting is not so good. There is little action, but the it is a fantastic, yet true, story and Amber O'Shea is a knock out in this film. There is brief nudity. Amber's costumes reveal her chest in see through fabric and one of the slave girls is topless.

Story takes place at the end of the 19th century. A French girl is kidnapped and sold into slavery. There is lots of dressing and partial undressing of Amber and plenty of romance and love - Stockholm Syndrome style. It's one of those B movies that would probably be unimpressive if not for a couple of impressive elements that are perhaps only special to the viewer. Poor acting. Poor directing. Poor action. Not even any sex... Yet it is a touching little movie.

This has the scope of a miniature David Lean film. Tons of extras, big scenes, sets, a comfy mideast setting, and filmmaking resourcefulness to create a scope. F. Murray Abraham in the turban elevates the entire production. At least it's a film, you know, real sets, real people, this is a refreshing thing when CGI and digital has destroyed the soul of cinema. It's your responsibility to build your own canon and discover hidden treasures away from the CGI apocalypse we're imprisoned in. I love finding undiscovered films like this.

As Tulip dies, notice how carefully he handles the vase in his hands. This is, undoubtedly, due to the fact that the props were returned to Pier 1 the day after the shooting finished.

Intimate Power has yet to meet its full destiny on Mystery Science Theater 3000.

Fascinating story but except for F.Murray Abraham this movie had some of the worst acting I have ever seen. I have seen children in school plays put on more believable performances than Amber O'Shea and James Michael Gregary. With the lacking script and C movie performance (I thought at first it might be a porno film) it took me 3 days to watch. I was so intrigued with the story line I wanted to see the ending but again because of the scrip and acting I could only watch it in small doses. I'm hoping someone will take this wonderful tale and make a real "movie" about it. Probably watchable if you have allot of paperwork or crafts or something to take your mind off the performers and their flat delivery of poor lines.

What I saw was a throwback to cliché-cluster flicks of decades ago, but the soundtrack puts it firmly in the eighties.

It is thumpingly and enormously awful, as wretched and phony a film as could be conceived. Tittering harem ladies a'bathing, stern Turks delivering script bits from the 100 Most Popular Stock Lines for the genre. They might as well have gone beyond the scattered skin peeks to a fuller soft-core intention -- all pillow-plush and pleasures in the sultan's palace, because that's already the quality/ambiance/performance level of much of this thin 'n cheesy production.

The producers may have scored the perfectly suited shooting location, but much else in the movie seems to be reaching for the furthest reaches of inauthenticity.

Admissions: There is amusement, even delight, in encountering something so consummately lame, in wondering who could work on it and think for a moment this embarrassment should be taken seriously. I really did laugh out loud a few times at this painfully acted, double-dreadfully written, obliviously directed caricature. Maybe I WOULD view a portion of it again, preferably with someone else. "Look!...watch this! Watch!"

And..I only made it through the early half. Turned away easily without even the tiniest rhinestone of regret. (A bug buzzing by in the living room could be diversion enough from this bungle.) Could be...could be that when it moved deeper into violence and intrigue, into dramatic seizures(!) of fate and steering of history, it took a turn toward something more engaging and more plausibly presented. Could happen...right?