A pair of moustachioed Frenchmen, one a gynecologist, the other a pimp, tired of women, escape to the countryside where they can live as they please, drinking wine and eating bizarre French food. Oh, and smoking.
They inspire an exodus of men tired of the sex-positive '70s. At one point, the gynecologist is practically raped by his wife and escapes out the window. Climbing across the balcony he glimpses other men "on the job" in their own houses, lying there like dildos on surfboards, eyes vacant, as their wives hump them as though trying to drive a nail in with their pelvic bones.
One beckons the doctor inside. "She won't notice a thing when she's like this," he explains.
The men wander in the countryside and are soon captured by a paramilitary band of women in tanks who take them to a hospital-prison where the men are zonked and kept aroused so that they can be ridden by sexually frustrated women. Eventually shagged out, women doctors watching their vital signs report they are sinking, and we are treated to a hallucinatory final sequence in which the two men, now looking like Robinson Crusoe, fly antiquated hang-gliders and land in the vagina of a sleeping woman. Abseiling down in her pubic hair like cat burglars, they enter her cave-like opening, where they discover another band of bedraggled gentlemen who have built a fire and are living like they have been shipwrecked. But lo, a man approaches the apparently giant woman (or have the men shrunk?) and they appear ready to have sex. I would have liked to see what this would look like through the eyes of tiny men living inside the woman's vagina, but alas, the movie ends here.
Movies that showed women as sex mad and men as unwilling were a dime a dozen in the '70s. Just look at all those sex comedies that came out of England in that time. It was considered hilarious to show an ugly man assaulted by pretty girls looking for a good time. And just look at all those porno pretend-documentaries from Germany with "report" in the title, that the majority of German people went to see.
Leave it to France, however, to make a comedy with more sex and nudity than all the English sex comedies put together, and more bizarre for the picture it paints of '70s Europe even than the German report films. The first is easy, but I would have thought the latter impossible.
They inspire an exodus of men tired of the sex-positive '70s. At one point, the gynecologist is practically raped by his wife and escapes out the window. Climbing across the balcony he glimpses other men "on the job" in their own houses, lying there like dildos on surfboards, eyes vacant, as their wives hump them as though trying to drive a nail in with their pelvic bones.
One beckons the doctor inside. "She won't notice a thing when she's like this," he explains.
The men wander in the countryside and are soon captured by a paramilitary band of women in tanks who take them to a hospital-prison where the men are zonked and kept aroused so that they can be ridden by sexually frustrated women. Eventually shagged out, women doctors watching their vital signs report they are sinking, and we are treated to a hallucinatory final sequence in which the two men, now looking like Robinson Crusoe, fly antiquated hang-gliders and land in the vagina of a sleeping woman. Abseiling down in her pubic hair like cat burglars, they enter her cave-like opening, where they discover another band of bedraggled gentlemen who have built a fire and are living like they have been shipwrecked. But lo, a man approaches the apparently giant woman (or have the men shrunk?) and they appear ready to have sex. I would have liked to see what this would look like through the eyes of tiny men living inside the woman's vagina, but alas, the movie ends here.
Movies that showed women as sex mad and men as unwilling were a dime a dozen in the '70s. Just look at all those sex comedies that came out of England in that time. It was considered hilarious to show an ugly man assaulted by pretty girls looking for a good time. And just look at all those porno pretend-documentaries from Germany with "report" in the title, that the majority of German people went to see.
Leave it to France, however, to make a comedy with more sex and nudity than all the English sex comedies put together, and more bizarre for the picture it paints of '70s Europe even than the German report films. The first is easy, but I would have thought the latter impossible.