So much for the joy of sex. Let's get clear right off the bat that there is a lot of nudity in the movie: pretty, naked women all over the place, no disappointments there. Shannon Tweed stars as a serial sexy scammer who sets her sights on a wealthy businessman, who suddenly dies of heart attack then the man's stepdaughter forms a plan of her own to get the family fortune. One night he gives her a playful smack on the backside. She takes everything Sir Stephen can give and he breaks before she does, realising he has found his dream woman. She even gets her ass whipped for no reason at all, which is actually the best reason there is.
That sums it up please pass on this and watch Shannon Tweed in many of her other movies they all top this. Again, there's lots of nudity, but none of it smolders. . The only people who should see SoO: Untold Pleasures are completists who want to say they have seen all the film versions of the O story. She allows outside influences to corrupt her artistic vision, as she is drawn into a seductive world of deceit, power, and eroticism. She treats sex with as much heat as if she were stringing beads at summer camp, and with about that much maturity.
However, once the internet provided the means for infinite varieties of pornography to flood the world the requirement for erotic dramas dropped off overnight. This version of the classic story of sexual submission pulls its punches so often you wonder why it was even made. On a romantic weekend in a beautiful mansion, she is initiated in some less than romantic sex games. You just don't see 'em like that very often. There's no fantasy world to get lost in, which this kind of story should provide to you.
You want a wimpy O? So ultimately The Story Of O: Untold Pleasures is nothing more than an historical example of a now all but extinct type of movie making, and a bad example at that. A check mark on their list is the only thing they'll get out if this one. As for the château, in the Jaeckin version, when O doesn't obey, she gets her ass whipped, hard, from here to sunrise. Sure Shannon Tweed is as sexy as ever just as she is in an erotic thriller or any movie she's in, but the negatives in this movie are a poor plot and a second rate cast Shannon Tweed is the only bright spot in this movie.
To complain about porn actors being wooden is a cheap shot, but they are. But now there's Story of O: Untold Pleasures. Stephen happens to be a bit of a perv who likes nothing better than whipping young women across the buttocks and sponsoring ambitious young photographers. What The Story of O: Untold Pleasures needs is a little bit more tickle to go with all that slap. The erotic drama was a staple of the direct-to-video scene in the 1990s and made minor stars of the likes of Shannon Whirry and Shannon Tweed. And they were right, she was.
Admittedly, much of the hanky panky entails spanking, whipping and paddling, so pretty much variations on a theme. If you're looking for a turn-on, this movie ain't it. This version of The Story Of O came right at the fag end of that cycle and, viewed now, shows what a self-defeating sub-genre it really was. The Story Of O: Untold Pleasures is an American erotic drama that was directed by Phil Leirness and originally released in October 2002. The problem is with the film's conception of O. But she finds the terms of her agreement with Stephen are affecting her relationships with Rene and model Jacqueline Ruben.
But O just wants to take the money and run. One begins to wonder why Sir Stephen, played by the talented Neil Dickson, after all her vacillating even wants to give her the time of day. Ciardi never gets us to that point. Why would I want to do that? The real problem with this film is that we never see anybody having fun during all the sexual shenanigans and there is no sense of playful glee at all that nooky up for grabs. I just watched this movie late last night on Cinemax and it's hard to believe I stayed awake during it.
There is no sense of lust, of craving, of submission, of yielding herself to the moment. The gap between her front teeth and her school-girl bob don't help much to create the look of a sexual creature, either. The whipping in this move? The score gives away how bland this film really is, being the sort of music you might hear being piped through the duty free shops on a cross-channel ferry. That's the whole sexual fantasy the story speaks to.
O puts two and two together and is soon being whipped across the buttocks in exchange for the cash she needs to put her latest photograph album together. The Award of Merit in this regard goes to Ciardi's backside. Let me introduce you to Danielle Ciardi. Written by When the Just Jaeckin film version of Story of O came out in 1975, many reviewers criticized Corrine Cléry for being a wimpy O. She is supposed to give herself completely to Rene and then Sir Stephen to do with her as they please.