The Stud Reviews
You know, I actually quite liked Tony the Gigolo, though that might have just been the result of a process of elimination. He's not the nicest guy in the world, but he seems to be drowning in a cesshole of selfish, rich, spoiled evil sluts who seem to have been pulled straight from the Laclos novel. Joan Collins plays a horrible and entitled rich skank who, though married, seeks sex anywhere else and takes great pleasure in being smarmy and insincere. I think the biggest problem with this film is that it centers on Tony, who, though he is a likeable character, doesn't come out on top in the end. This film is a picture of his slow downfall and his loss of everything important to him, which would be delicious is he were a disgusting slimeball, but he's not. This movie's main character is really its villain: Joan Collins' character, Fontaine. In which case, the story should revolve around her as well, and the audience should be allowed to see past her veneer of flippant and catty wit and see the deep and pathetic insecurity that it obviously conceals. Maybe that happens in its sequel, but I don't even want to see it.
This movie could have been salvaged if it had been a hardcore porn picture. At least pure carnal pleasure is some sort of pleasure to be gotten from that, but instead we are left with faux sensuousness between reprehensible characters. It's all very depressing, actually. It's so strange to watch a movie and be consumed by all the ways it could have been better, but wasn't. I'd like to personally overhaul this picture in several different directions.