I saw this film on video with little expectation of any great quality given the delayed release, yet felt that the film was even worse than expected. Having read the original novel, I thought the film had good source material, yet the film was nastier and tawdrier than the book was. The Daniel Quinn character played by James Purefoy was cast in a more negative way than in the book. Gratuitous bedroom scenes were vulgar and frankly embarrassing. The viewer understood that the Daniel Quinn character was a sociopath womanizer lounge lizard from the beginning of the film, so all this excessive bedroom stuff was unnecessary, and like beating a dead horse. Viewers should be given some credit for understanding who and what the characters are rather than be given a "paint by number" picture from repeated scenes explaining why a character is good or bad.
Review of Women Talking Dirty
