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An truly twisted '60s sex comedy,
This review is from: Goodbye Charlie [VHS] (VHS Tape)
Woah! Call the Gender Studies class in to explain this one to me... Debbie Reynolds stars as the feminine reincarnation of a no-good philandering wolf named Charlie; Tony Curtis is the best (and perhaps only) friend who was dragooned into reading the eulogy at Charlie's funeral. Of course, when Debbie shows up on the beach naked and with amnesia, Curtis at first gets drawn into the mystery, and then falls in love with... his old best friend(!) Where to begin? This has Reynolds ogling other girls in the dressing room, Walter Matthau (who had shot Charlie at the beginning of the film) hitting on Reynolds, Charlie golddigging with a hapless rich boy (played by Pat Boone) and finally, the romantic scenes between Curtis and Reynolds... the levels of homoeroticism in this film are so multifarious and bizarre, that it's truly, astoundingly mind-boggling. I really wish I could know more about the genesis of this project... How this project got green-lighted in the first place is a source of continual amazement... You really have to see it to believe it!
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Initial post: Feb 3, 2012 11:15:16 AM PST
Doctor Mabuse says:
Yeah, that deadly gun-shot in the derriere during the swingin' orgy that opens the film... Once seen, never unseen. How does this stay under the Cult radar?
Posted on Jun 29, 2015 11:35:07 AM PDT
Jack Sprat says:
More of a TG true romance, than a gay one; no amount of acting could ever take the feminine out of the young Debbie Reynolds. This is the girl Caitlyn wishes she could have been. As to the how the self-anointed prigs who first enforced the Hayes Code apparently choked to death on their own bile. Their replacements were just functionaries doing a job, the Free World equivalents of the Soviet apparatchiks who presided over the corpse of V. Lenin, as it mouldered on display in Red Square. Bureaucrats, as a rule, lose whatever sense of humor they may have had, during their long slog to the middle of the heap. Consequently, they failed utterly to recognize the double entendres and other suggestive word play. Swoosh! right over their heads.
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