Private Lessons Reviews
Private Lessons is supposedly a sex comedy, but I found anything other than the seductive Sylvie Kristel to be merely rudimentary and pointed out that the lack of effort put into a film of Private Lessons calibre is annoyingly hollow and utterly forgettable. Private Lessons follows the plot of an entertaining pornographic film, but with less nudity than enough to be sufficiently entertaining. The plot is a teenage boy's fantasy about a sexy maid who is attracted to 15 year olds and is willing to strip and put out to ensure that point is made valid, but during the scenes without the actual maid I was merely bored to death by Eric Brown who couldn't hold his own or supply any form of entertainment which leaves us wondering why Sylvie Kristel would have sex with him in the first place. Then we remember its because of the film's stupid plot and poor casting which resulted in a series of forgettable and tedious characters who Sylvie Kristel is forced to share the screen with.
Even though her performance isn't perfect, she supplies the sexual attractiveness the story would require, and she brings some of her Emmanuelle charm over even though its burdened with untalented directing and stupendous writing. She's still sexy though, but it could have been capitalised on more rather than used briefly before she became no longer important to the story.
The cinematography is also terrible because its unbalanced the whole time and make things look like the entire film was done in front of an acid-tripping blue screen, and there are pointless random zooms to pointless spots which don't benefit the film at all and confuse the simple minded viewers that would watch this crap with the intention of receiving entertainment.
Private Lessons essentially only has the appeal of a porn movie plot being played out into a more "realistic" setting and appealing to a teenage audience with the nudity in use, but to fans of films it won't have the same effect but rather bring out the disdain for cheaply-plotted films and comedies which are less funny than The Last House on the Left. There's vague entertainment for a while, but it all completely falls apart once Sylvie Kristel "dies", because that's when the already lifeless "film" does as well.
This one's indeed a sex comedy; the blackmail subplot was a mere add-on, as if non-existent... a very light film which one could watch during any idle hours of the day; a must-see/must-have for 80's lovers, you can't go wrong with Kristel in this one....
Oh, those 80's sex comedies! This one is weirdly entertaining at times (Sylvia Kristel is a pedophile here!) but ends up being just too silly for me.