Get the margarine; it’s a low-rent Last Tango In Paris. Broodingly handsome gay garbage collector Krassky (Joe Dallesandro) strays from his volatile lover and partner in asepsis (Hugues Quester) and in the direction of Johnny (Jane Birkin), a boyish and beleaguered waitress he encounters working behind the counter of deserted roadside diner. A dream date almost ends in disaster, with our otherwise virile hero finding it impossible to achieve orgasm through vaginal penetration. The quick thinking Krassky instead flips Johnny over, and the sounds she makes while being sodomized were turned into the “lyrics” of one of composer and first-time director Serge Gainsbourg’s hit songs. As pointless and pretentious as soft core porn gets, every smudged window and pockmarked screen door stands as a glaring testament to texture supplanting meaning. Gainsbourg and trophy-mate Birkin were an item at the time, making this less of a film and more of an amateur with a camera winking at the audience as if to say, “Look what I’m getting!” (1976) — Scott Marks
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