Long ago in the swingin', free-love sixties, before the onset of interpretive sexual harassment, you could abduct your favorite pop idol, strip them nearly naked, tie them to a rotating table under a transparent dome, and force yourself upon them, and lo and behold: THEY LOVE IT!!! Rigggghhhhhhhht!
Review of The Touchables
The Touchables
(1968)
Groupie grope goes ga-ga in untouchable, unctious sixties silliness
29 June 1999