Beth, call it what you want. I thought it was horrible. No, I wasn’t expecting porno, I was expecting something erotic. And erotic is NOT synonymous with “NUDE.”
Gratuitous boob shots aside, I thought the whole premise was stupid. Here’s a 35 year old general practitioner who has original artwork practically dripping off his walls. Considering his house, his clothes, his clientele, and the company he kept, one can safely assume he came from old money. Which leads me to believe that he was well connected.
In any event, the Tom Cruise character, whose name thankfully escapes me, manages to sneak into the hush-hush high-powered orgy by by-passing an incredibly sophisticated security system, by which I mean the high tech “secret password.” (At least it wasn’t “Open sesame.”)
There’s not a dozen people at this orgy, there are HUNDREDS. Hundreds of prostitutes, at least one of which is drug-addicted. And we all know how easy it is: 1) to find hundreds of beautiful, porcelain skinned, 36-22-36 young prostitutes in NYC; and 2) Keep them all quiet. Because, of course, whores are known for their discretion. None of them ever think to call The Globe or National Enquirer and make more dough with the “Orgy Story” than she’d make in a lifetime of orgies… but I digress.
Okay, so the security is suspicious of him because he arrived in a taxi, and because he has the dracula cape receipt in his coat pocket. Yet, in Lt. Clouseau fashion, instead of detaining him for a minute and checking to make sure he’s on the list (no doubt scrawled on the back of a napkin somewhere), they let him go on in! Later, after he’s observed everything, THEN they decide he’s a threat. (But not before his former patient warns him that they are on to him. (And we all know how she knew it was him! I mean behind that cape and mask, I could recognize Tom Cruise, couldn’t you?)) Anyway, so they throw him out. And the big honcho is so freaked out about it that he hires thugs to follow him around the freaking city to intimidate him.
Anyway, a couple questions: 1)If he’s soooo well-connected that he has the rich and famous calling him to make house calls, why wasn’t he invited to the big orgy to begin with? I mean, hell, half of Manhattan was there! 2) And if he’s discreet enough to trust with the hooker who o.d’s upstairs, why can’t they trust him with the orgy secret? 3) Exactly what were they afraid he was going to do with this information? Call the police? Because the police would have NO knowledge of dozens of limos driving thru their town at odd hours of the night…not to mention vans full of hookers. (How DID they all get there?) 4) If it was all a dream, who cares??? At least when Dorothy woke up, she knew there was “No place like home.”
There are more holes in the story than in Albert Hall. The movie sucked. But you go ahead and like it if you want. After all, Stanley Kubrick DID direct it.
Lisa