I've not seen many Italian sex comedies but from my limited exposure to them, I don't think I'll be seeking out too many more! The general consensus on this one appears to be that it's an above average example of this kind of thing, which is a bit alarming, given that in all honesty it wasn't very good. What I will say though is the Italian sex comedy definitely seems to be better than the British variety, albeit that's akin to saying you'd prefer a kick in the testicles to a punch in the throat.
The story has a man die in a car crash, leading to the scenario where his inheritance is destined to go to his no-good brothers. That is unless his wife produces his heir - cue the frantic search for a surrogate father for his sexy wife, with the brothers attempting to ward away her suitors using various means. It's a functional story for this kind of thing I guess. But most of the comedy is amazingly unfunny though - when repeat sequences of a photograph of the dead husband whose face keeps on changing are some of the most amusing moments, you know you're in trouble. The only real reason to watch this that I can see, is to see Edwige Fenech. She's always good value and here is no different, adding some class to what is otherwise a tiresome bit of nonsense.
On a side note - would some enterprising publisher PLEASE consider putting out an art book packed full of reprints of commedia sexy all'italiana film posters. The glorious film posters are legitimately the best thing about this subgenre and should be celebrated as and of themselves.
The story has a man die in a car crash, leading to the scenario where his inheritance is destined to go to his no-good brothers. That is unless his wife produces his heir - cue the frantic search for a surrogate father for his sexy wife, with the brothers attempting to ward away her suitors using various means. It's a functional story for this kind of thing I guess. But most of the comedy is amazingly unfunny though - when repeat sequences of a photograph of the dead husband whose face keeps on changing are some of the most amusing moments, you know you're in trouble. The only real reason to watch this that I can see, is to see Edwige Fenech. She's always good value and here is no different, adding some class to what is otherwise a tiresome bit of nonsense.
On a side note - would some enterprising publisher PLEASE consider putting out an art book packed full of reprints of commedia sexy all'italiana film posters. The glorious film posters are legitimately the best thing about this subgenre and should be celebrated as and of themselves.