This 1986 Franco adult film has Lina - I mean Candy Coster, as she does have her blonde wig on. In this story, her husband Evaristo has no interest in making love to her any longer, even when she wakes up in the middle of the night bareassed and begging and man, Evaristo, what gives? She decides to play the field and if you ever wanted to watch Lina between two men giving a combination soliloquy and siphoning the swimmers in stereo, well, this would be the movie for you to watch. It's also an opportunity for you to see Lina with her friend Lola before winning her husband over and then a scene with the entire cast.
Maybe I'm strange, but I prefer the softer side of Jess and not the need to see it all, but then again, I end up feeling like Evelyn Quince. I go from "Oh, it's high rrrribaldry at its best!" to "Oh, I don't like this! This is becoming less randy and more sexually explicit at every moment! Our once bawdy tale is turning into a tawdry tale of pornography!"
But then I realize that when I said I'd watch every Jess Franco movie, I meant it.
I also realize that someday my weird brain is going to make me do the same with Joe D'Amato.
Maybe I'm strange, but I prefer the softer side of Jess and not the need to see it all, but then again, I end up feeling like Evelyn Quince. I go from "Oh, it's high rrrribaldry at its best!" to "Oh, I don't like this! This is becoming less randy and more sexually explicit at every moment! Our once bawdy tale is turning into a tawdry tale of pornography!"
But then I realize that when I said I'd watch every Jess Franco movie, I meant it.
I also realize that someday my weird brain is going to make me do the same with Joe D'Amato.