Voulez-vous mon c...?, AKA Cavaliere, among various other titles, starts out with a bang as Christine Frassati, at the breakfast table with, presumably, her mother (Brigitte Verbecq) and maid (Marie-Thérèse Clément), fantasizes about a visitor (Andre Kay) casually seducing them. Unfortunately, the movie's greatest weakness also reveals itself in this sequence - the same instrumental playing over and over and over, stopping at random times, then starting again. (the moments in the film which just have sounds rather than music are much preferable, especially as there is no interminable dirty talk or fake screaming)
When not sucking her thumb, Frassati goes through the rest of the film lost in fantasy, sometimes imagining other people, sometimes inserting herself into an encounter. At one point she inserts a toilet brush into herself (hopefully it was cleaned...before or after). You want to wait for her to have her own moment of stepping into a new life, but when it doesn't happen (still wandering around on her own, with a cat, during the film's final orgy), you can't bring yourself to care very much.
The most memorable sequence features striking redhead Lucie Doll, working in the stalls. Apparently turned on by mucky stalls in freezing cold weather, she treats a rake handle to various orifices. A shot of a horse is repeated several times, briefly making you worry about just where this is going to go...fortunately, nowhere. Dany Berger, a horse in his own way, joins her, in a scene which should probably be hotter than it is - between static shots, too much padding, and a very awkward kiss, it doesn't give you much, although Dany's appendage and Lucie's bottom are enough for many, I'd guess.
The true highlight of the film is Verbecq, a busty blonde MILF before the term was coined, or ground into the dust. She brings a great deal of enthusiasm and sensuality to her scenes, especially her tryst with Clement.
When not sucking her thumb, Frassati goes through the rest of the film lost in fantasy, sometimes imagining other people, sometimes inserting herself into an encounter. At one point she inserts a toilet brush into herself (hopefully it was cleaned...before or after). You want to wait for her to have her own moment of stepping into a new life, but when it doesn't happen (still wandering around on her own, with a cat, during the film's final orgy), you can't bring yourself to care very much.
The most memorable sequence features striking redhead Lucie Doll, working in the stalls. Apparently turned on by mucky stalls in freezing cold weather, she treats a rake handle to various orifices. A shot of a horse is repeated several times, briefly making you worry about just where this is going to go...fortunately, nowhere. Dany Berger, a horse in his own way, joins her, in a scene which should probably be hotter than it is - between static shots, too much padding, and a very awkward kiss, it doesn't give you much, although Dany's appendage and Lucie's bottom are enough for many, I'd guess.
The true highlight of the film is Verbecq, a busty blonde MILF before the term was coined, or ground into the dust. She brings a great deal of enthusiasm and sensuality to her scenes, especially her tryst with Clement.