Mr. “Candid Camera” himself, Allen Funt, was the architect of reality television. With the show absent from the airwaves for going on three years, Funt turned his hidden camera in the direction of the big screen for what he called, “A series of sex-related comic incidents.” My first X-rated movie: Dad drove up to ticket booth while I sat tall in the passenger seat, looking to add four years to my age. (“It’s dirty Candid Camera,” was the review Larry filed with Babe upon our return.) The satire is at times tone-deaf. What was Funt thinking by including a lighthearted segment titled, “A Few Thoughts About Rape”? At best, it’s a fascinating look back at a member of Television City’s old guard trying to cash in on the sexual revolution and disintegration of the studio system alike. And there’s enough button-pushing on Funt’s part to wring the occasional genuine insight out of those caught in the act. On a sour note, the sickeningly sunny words and music by Euel Box and Steve Karmen are more objectionable than any of the sexual subtext. Lastly, a soccer ball and right-hand drive autos indicate scenes too racy to be filmed in the States (1970) — Scott Marks
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