groggo
I gave up on My Wife's Lover at the 50-minute mark (it's 88 minutes in total), after watching what seemed like an aggregate of 30-35 minutes of soft-core porn (in other words, about 70% of the film footage I had seen up to that point). I want my $3.00 (Canadian) rental fee back.Director Kevin Chu seems to pretend that this is glossy high art. It ain't. There is a story in there somewhere, but the unending bed-hopping wouldn't let me find it. Ultimately, it doesn't matter anyway -- Chu is not out to spin a yarn, but to titillate (over & over & over again).We've seen most of this simulated stuff many times before (they used to be called 'blue movies' 20-25 years ago). It's all very boring because there's no 'breathing room'. Some dialogue appears for a few minutes and zoom, it's into the sack and all that rehearsed heavy breathing. Soft-core porn only works if it's done sparingly. Director Chu SATURATES his frames with it. This might appeal to viewers who are 99% fueled by testosterone and perhaps 16 years old.The flick (can't call this a 'film') is annoying in another respect: it has English sub-titles, but it's dubbed into Mandarin from its original Cantonese. The dialogue is poorly synchronized -- it's so bad, in fact, that you don't have to be a Mandarin or Cantonese speaker to notice it.My Wife's Lover was made in 1992, and released on DVD 11 years later, in 2003. After watching a little more than half of it, I can understand why.
fertilecelluloid
The title, "My Wife's Lover", is filled with promise. What better than a wife with a lesbian lover? Think of the possibilities -- maybe you can get a piece of each gal yourself. Unfortunately, this isn't "Erotic Ghost Story", so the erotic interludes are more reality-based and the attitude of the women isn't as slutty as it could have been. Still, the wife does take a lover and they do get to grind crotches and perform like they're posing for a Suze Randall Hustler shoot. The erotic photography is atmospheric and the women are hot, but there is a conservative, moralistic streak running through this Category III Hong Kong flesh flick. It's worth seeing and one particular pink interlude is a scorcher, but don't drive through sleet and snow to obtain it.
Clint Walker
Tell me if this dosen't sound like the perfect film. A fustrated wife strikes up a lesbian affair with a free spirited photogapher. In that one sentece is a recipe for all sorts of soft core fun, but while My Wife's Lover (as it's called here in the US) has all you might expect with leering sex scenes of all kinds (there's one lady who REALLY appears to like potato chips), the movie lacks joy, and frankly the characters are all either nerotic or cheaters.The movie dosn't have the goofy weirdness of other Asian Catagory III films (the equilvilant of the NC-17 rating), it's might be worth seeing once for those who are intrested in this kind of thing.
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