Street of a Thousand Pleasures (1972)

I have never seen more female nudity in a motion picture than the flesh on parade in Street of a Thousand Pleasures. Hell, I have never seen more female nudity anywhere — motion picture or otherwise. For that alone, you really don’t need to read further; just watch it.

What, you’re still here? Fine: For his job, a henpecked husband (Garth Ruger) travels to the Middle East one day, where he saves the life of a sheik (Abdul Ben Hassein). The sheik demonstrates his gratitude by allowing the American the pick of his harem. Plot ends there. (And the moral of the story? Be extra-nice to Middle Easteners.) Every loving remaining minute consists of the guy putting his paws over each of what looks like hundreds of naked women, sampling a little of the all-natural goods before choosing which ones to bed. Uschi Digard and Joyce Mandel are merely two of these bra-busting women, so you really don’t need to read further; just watch it.

Jesus, what gives, people? Okay: The genius of Street is that most of it is shot from our protagonist’s POV, so when he feels a breast or goes in for a quick nipple kiss, the camera is your eye, my friend, so you really don’t need to read further; just watch it.

Unbelievable. You must be female, gay or a recovering victim of breast trauma. Anyway, normally a movie this repetitious would result in flat-out boredom, but for some reason, that’s not the case here — blue balls, maybe, but not boredom. If there’s a beef with it, it’s that you have to see a couple of wangers. But looking on the bright side, the breast-to-penis ratio is something like, what, 4,200 to 3? I lost my ability to count. It’s like director Clay McCord filmed a dream I’ve had regularly since 1981. —Ed Donovan

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One Response to “Street of a Thousand Pleasures (1972)”

  • Todd Mason Says:

    “Clay McCord” was apparently William Rotsler, which isn’t disproven by Rotsler’s bearded face popping up in the trailer…if he isn’t also one of the guys in the suits and headgear, it was probably only because he was busy working the camera, among other angles…Rotsler was also a cartoonist (particularly in sf fandom, but also to some extent professionally), a not untalented fiction writer (occasionally even not involving erotica in any way), a sculptor, and a pretty productive porn-film guy in the ’60s and ’70s. See Harlan Ellison’s anthology PARTNERS IN WONDER (Rotsler and Ellison’s collaboration in that volume of collaborations is on a portfolio of cartoons) and all sorts of online fannish sites…

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