An honest and humorous enough movie, despite some Godardian affectations, to bear up rather well under its reputation as one of the great landmarks of sexual liberation in the cinema. Lucky it has other merits to fall back on, because the bodies on exhibit are too close to the human median to have very much prurient value. Directed by Vilgot Sjoman. (1969) — Duncan Shepherd
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