The men look like the sort of people who pose in $42 suits in Sears Roebuck catalogues, and the main set, which is described in my synopsis as a baronial country estate, resembles a suburban garage without A/C.
"[5] According to Variety, the film "is a clumsy sexploitation" melodrama that "falls in a no-man’s-land of commerciality: too tame for hardcore situations, too raunchy for all others, except the occasional switch-hitter house.
"[7] Sight and Sound's review said the film "boasts better production values and props (like a helicopter) [than Ginger,] while repeating the original's formula of grossly manhandled nudes, bondage/rape fantasies and cheap pseudo-Bondian accessories (gas-station road maps handled like top-secret documents; 'radar losenges' for tracking a planted abductee).
But ... when the film indulges its star with yet another lengthy dance sequence (this time with a lamely swung maraca), one wonders how such an uninspiring woman could be the centre of her own world, much less everyone else's.
[10][11] The website Pulp International judged that "it's bad but interesting; it's surprisingly equal opportunity with its nudity; and it showcases a uniquely brave actress in Caffaro".