By the time the 60's rolled around, de Sica had pretty much lost his touch. There is a perfunctory quality to the storytelling here: the first segment is just a riff on a legal loophole involving pregnancy, the second is a very unfunny little tale of a rich woman who doesn't know what she wants and the third despite the great talents of Mastroianni and Loren is very forgettable (except for the interrupted striptease at the end). I had the feeling of desperate men looking for a script, any script, to shoot a movie with. Product instead of artistry.
Review of Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow
