Word: maling
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Just as Orestes murdered his mother Clytemnestra, the closest male relative is still often expected to avenge the family honor...
...find the masculine desire for a sanctuary free from feminine distractions both reasonable and flattering. There exists no feminine counterpart to either exclusive men's clubs or the French Foreign Legion. R.I.P., and it might therefore be fair to note a probable physiological difference in male and female reactions to extrinsic stimuli, a difference which would ably account for his charmingly vociferous demand for a haven from the havoc wrought by a pair of flashing (female) legs. I am sympathetic...
Boeing Boeing, by contrast, plows leadenly into every error that Male Companion avoids. Its graceless lechery weighs down a comedy about three airline hostesses who share a Paris flat with Tony Curtis. As a prodigiously oversexed American newspaperman, Tony has obviously never met a deadline, but he does keep busy checking timetables, the better to enjoy, one by one, his "fiancées" from British United (Suzanna Leigh), Lufthansa (Christiane Schmidt-mer) and Air France (Dany Saval). "You don't need a housekeeper-you need a Univac," snaps Tony's maid-of-all-work, Thelma Ritter, who schlumps...
...Male Companion. Movies about sex, like sex itself, thrive best on the illusion that an air of joyous improvisation covers a multitude of sins. In Companion, Director Philippe de Broca (The Five-Day Lover, The Love Game) again sets light-footed Jean-Pierre Cassel to dancing from escapade to escapade as inoffensively as a hummingbird buzzing the phlox...
...trouble is, Male Companion's script might well have been adapted from the same book. Indolence as a theme leads easily to a certain aimlessness of execution, just as nothingness leads to naught. Director De Broca's spontaneity and Cassel's utter abandon with a throng of acquiescent beauties meet every challenge except the vital one of squeezing triumph out of a trifle...