The sex scenes are shot MOS, but the audience has to sit through endlessly tedious and talky wraparound footage to make it to the end of a desultory cruise in PRIVATE ARRANGEMENT.
Lynn Lori stars as Gloria, reading her turgid dialog off of cue cards as Lt. Boris Burke (porn stalwart Roger Gentry) grills her endlessly about a murder case. He wears dark glasses, making it easier for him to look downward and read his own cue cards.
Premise is that four working girls (secretaries, not hookers) take a weekend "Playpen" cruise on a charter boat, whose skipper procures men for them. It's tame, repetitive softcore sex, with the guys getting naked for sunbathing scenes above deck, but keeping covered for the humping. I suspect 1970 audiences expected stronger stuff.
Lori is a pretty actress, sort of a poor man's Sandy Carey, and of course the fans will watch this just to see Uschi Digard throw her bazooms around for the umpteenth time.
To create a modicum of plot, Gus Bianca appears as a hunchback with cheap makeup and a creepy do-rag type of head covering. He gets sent to a mental institution at film's end, probably to join erstwhile filmmaker Wes Ransome there.
Gentry finishes the film with a very stupid lecture, but in typical SWV fashion, the final frames of the print are shredded. Had this entire surviving print been shredded instead, there would be no loss.
Lynn Lori stars as Gloria, reading her turgid dialog off of cue cards as Lt. Boris Burke (porn stalwart Roger Gentry) grills her endlessly about a murder case. He wears dark glasses, making it easier for him to look downward and read his own cue cards.
Premise is that four working girls (secretaries, not hookers) take a weekend "Playpen" cruise on a charter boat, whose skipper procures men for them. It's tame, repetitive softcore sex, with the guys getting naked for sunbathing scenes above deck, but keeping covered for the humping. I suspect 1970 audiences expected stronger stuff.
Lori is a pretty actress, sort of a poor man's Sandy Carey, and of course the fans will watch this just to see Uschi Digard throw her bazooms around for the umpteenth time.
To create a modicum of plot, Gus Bianca appears as a hunchback with cheap makeup and a creepy do-rag type of head covering. He gets sent to a mental institution at film's end, probably to join erstwhile filmmaker Wes Ransome there.
Gentry finishes the film with a very stupid lecture, but in typical SWV fashion, the final frames of the print are shredded. Had this entire surviving print been shredded instead, there would be no loss.