Raquel Welch is heavenly but her acting abilities sadly don't match up to the exquisite quality of her legs. To be honest I didn't finish this film. The Fatty Arbunkle-inspired main character was extremely unpleasant, angry and bitter and violent, and I just couldn't stand the thought of spending another hour watching him. Might have been able to endure him had the actor playing the part had a little ability and/or charisma. If you're like me and thinking about viewing the film after reading the wonderful source poem, don't bother. The original work is so visual, so tightly strung, it's hard to imagine how they might screw up a film adaptation, but they managed to do it. It seems Merchant/Ivory made several steamy piles before they finally found their style ("Savages" is equally awful).
Review of The Wild Party
