This is one of those plentiful sex comedies from the 1970s which were set in rural Bavaria. Some of these movies retained a bit of charm and remain quite watchable - if you're slightly drunk or below the age of 12.
Not this one. The first warning sign is the director's name: Alois Brummer. Brummer made these pictures by the bucket-load, and watching this you can see how. This film does not even make a half-hearted effort in sustaining a story, the only common thread is to follow the shenanigans of the leading lady (or leading mattress, to be precise). How this one-bonk wonder ever got the lead here is beyond me, she is not particularly pretty (by soft porn standards: ugly), has no charisma, and even her voice was replaced in the dubbing. The comedy bits which in this genre typically keep the story together are very thin: the stalwarts of the genre, Muxeneder, Mahler, and Moosholzer all produce a small cameo which is completely generic and exchangeable, while the comedy takes which are connected to the story manage to be less funny than politicians trying to tell jokes at party conferences.
Not this one. The first warning sign is the director's name: Alois Brummer. Brummer made these pictures by the bucket-load, and watching this you can see how. This film does not even make a half-hearted effort in sustaining a story, the only common thread is to follow the shenanigans of the leading lady (or leading mattress, to be precise). How this one-bonk wonder ever got the lead here is beyond me, she is not particularly pretty (by soft porn standards: ugly), has no charisma, and even her voice was replaced in the dubbing. The comedy bits which in this genre typically keep the story together are very thin: the stalwarts of the genre, Muxeneder, Mahler, and Moosholzer all produce a small cameo which is completely generic and exchangeable, while the comedy takes which are connected to the story manage to be less funny than politicians trying to tell jokes at party conferences.