Emanuelle
Some porn with flimsy plot, not very French. This has aged horribly, there are cancellable offences left and right. It’s tamer than daytime reality shows.
There was a time where porn with excuse plots and a modicum of “artistic value” put butts in seats and made Sylvia Kristel an household name. “Household”, I mean, she did nothing else than sequels of this.
It’s actually anti-hippie, very traditionalist. The protagonists are neo-colonial idle aristos, full of ennui while armies of slaves do their bidding. Bee is shunned by the rest of the leisure class for being a lesbian, even though all of them dabble in fucking everyone. The husband is pro-free love, but when Emanuelle runs away for a couple days, he gets possessive. There is some underage sex fiend. The ending resolves nothing.
Apparently, there’s a “remake” of this in the works with Noémie “Portrait of a Girl on Fire” Merlant, and Naomi Watts, directed by a woman of course. What the hell will come out of this, I wonder.
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