To Be Twenty

There are two reasons to love this flick, well three reasons. Gloria Guida and Lili Carati, plus the big dude who's 'spose to be a spiritual adviser, who's commune is really a front for prostitution and crime. Very much a Steven Seagal lookalike, he provides most of the humour, through his lies and cool front, we almost think the film will take a dangerous turn. You really can't take this disjointed movie seriously even though it's spose to be. Gloria Guida is bloody sexy, and Lil Carati pack some nice goodies. They really love sex, and I love watching them have it. At the start, both are hitching a ride, where they soon wind up at the commune, where we're witness to some quite weird going ons. Carati really has nice, you know, and seems to be the better actress out of the two. Though we're not watching this adult flick (also known as To Be Twenty) for acting ability. An old geezer pharmacist, who needs the girls to show him he's a man again, is the best performer. The girls scarcely get by on stealing stuff, like sandwiches, while also using their beauty. Guida is offered a big proposal by a lesbian talk show host or something, after the commune is raided. If wanting to be serious, this movie has surely misfired on that factor. The more vivacious Carati, and friend, don't mind making out in front of a kneeling Buddhist like figure, face painted like a clown, wearing a forlorn expression that suggests a bad fate, awaits them. The beating track at the film's opening is mesmerizing. A bird watching pic is the purpose, this film mostly serves, thanks to our honeys, Guida, mainly.