I first watched this piece of "maple-syrup porn" ages ago, when my parents got Superchannel on Canadian cable. It was one of the first sexually explicit movies I ever saw, and was quite an eye opener when I was 13 or 14 and snuck downstairs to watch it. Now, watching it on Bravo, it seems rather quaint and mild. You can see stronger stuff on Showcase after 10 most nights.
A couple of desperate housewives, stuck at home in a Montreal suburb over winter while their husbands screw around, start sleeping with the telephone repairman, carpet cleaner, milk man and whoever else drops by. Remember, it's 1970, after the Pill and before the Plague (and Mr. Goodbar), and doing such things wasn't a ludicrous fantasy. Everything goes fine until an elderly fellow dies after a tryst with one of the women, though he had the proverbial smile on his face.
This movie is a visual nightmare, with the worst fashion, interior design and especially hair the era had to offer. One woman wears what I assume is a blonde wig, but looks more like a helmet.
Vintage porn has its charms, of course. There's something to be said for seeing women who aren't gym-sculpted and saline-enhanced, and the direction and music have a kitschy appeal. Most of the men, however, are lumpy, pasty, unappetizing specimens. "Two Women in Gold" is mainly for historical interest as an example of Canadian porno-chic.
By the way, I studied the faces in the crowd at the football scene, and I didn't see anybody who resembled Pierre Trudeau. I think this belongs with the "Howard Dean was in Ninja III: the Domination" rumor.
A couple of desperate housewives, stuck at home in a Montreal suburb over winter while their husbands screw around, start sleeping with the telephone repairman, carpet cleaner, milk man and whoever else drops by. Remember, it's 1970, after the Pill and before the Plague (and Mr. Goodbar), and doing such things wasn't a ludicrous fantasy. Everything goes fine until an elderly fellow dies after a tryst with one of the women, though he had the proverbial smile on his face.
This movie is a visual nightmare, with the worst fashion, interior design and especially hair the era had to offer. One woman wears what I assume is a blonde wig, but looks more like a helmet.
Vintage porn has its charms, of course. There's something to be said for seeing women who aren't gym-sculpted and saline-enhanced, and the direction and music have a kitschy appeal. Most of the men, however, are lumpy, pasty, unappetizing specimens. "Two Women in Gold" is mainly for historical interest as an example of Canadian porno-chic.
By the way, I studied the faces in the crowd at the football scene, and I didn't see anybody who resembled Pierre Trudeau. I think this belongs with the "Howard Dean was in Ninja III: the Domination" rumor.