Word: boudoirs
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...todays chic young ladies. Whats in is the "fresh young Carolyn Kennedy look...America's last fad in fun and finery; i.e. petite casualness, with just a touch of mischief." Whats awards, one of which goes to Mrs. Krobe Edusi. She wins the citation for courageous good taste in boudoir furnishings. Mrs. Edusi, the wife of Ghanas ex-Minister of Industry, purchased a gold-plated bed at the height of her country's austerity program...
...prove to him that I'm a woman," says furious Doris. "There are easier ways to prove it." rasps her file-voiced pal, Audrey Meadows. Back flies Doris to the love lair. The "Baron von Richthofen of the boudoir'' follows, but this time Cary finds Doris totally crocked, with her big toe stuck in the neck of an empty fifth. He gets to play a lot of gin rummy this...
Actually the scandal started 180 years ago, when a French artillery general, Pierre-Ambroise Franqois Choderlos de Laclos. published a novel that seriously proposed and wittily elaborated a science of seduction, a yoga of the boudoir. The book survives as an unholy missal of impudicity, a small black classic that, in literary opinion, excuses its sins with its skill. Three years ago. Director Roger Vadim (And God Created Woman) announced his intention to make a movie of it in modern dress. As one man. the powerful Society of Men of Letters rose to protest an artistic crime quite as heinous...
...like a fishwife for her male. Unfortunately, Actress Cook, who is as wholesome as sunshine, resists this metamorphosis, and Italy's Chiari, though he clowns likably in his U.S. debut, acts as if the throb in his heart has gone to his head. There is more bricklayer than boudoir in his voice. As the hero's pal, Comic Jules Munshin is as frisky as a seal at feeding time, and the dialogue he gets is just as fishy ("How did she take it?" "Lying down"). Maybe Old Vienna should be given back to the National Geographic...
...picture starts out as a naughty, nutty boudoir farce. The lover it celebrates (Jean-Pierre Cassel) is a gay young gigolo whose rich mistress (Micheline Presle) keeps him comfortable but also keeps him busy. Even so, the lover has enough libido left for a chic chick (Jean Seberg), and for several reels the tandem romance rackets merrily along. Neither mistress knows he has the other; he on the other hand is blithely unaware that both attend the same hen parties...