Given the starting line-up - Jacques Demy, Micheline Presle, Catherine Deneuve, Toni Marshall, Marcello Mastroianni - punters were, I feel, entitled to more than a faux farce that is neither fish nor fowl. A subject like this - man gets pregnant by woman - was meat and drink to Billy Wilder who would have shot the bejeezus out of it, as would his French counterpart Francis Weber, instead it wound up in the (on this occasion) inept hands of Jacques Demy who delivered (sorry) what can only be described as an aborted comedy (sorry, again). Apart from the central one, all sorts of improbabilities punctuate the film, such as successful and busy gynaecologist (Micheline Presle) who thinks nothing (apparently) of deserting her office to accompany Mastroianni and Deneuve to visit a consultant. Adding insult to injury Toni Marshall was on and off screen before you could say 'PUSH'.
Review of A Slightly Pregnant Man
