Crude, tasteless, misogynistic comedy - which also happens to be quite amusing at times, a hall-mark of director Edwards in the 70s and 80s. Reynolds gives a pleasingly relaxed and likable performance, and Basinger provides the highlight of the film as insatiable nymphomaniac. Edwards persists in the belief that Andrews is a sultry sex bomb, which results in a few embarassing scenes (and an unexpected up-skirt shot). Overall, typical Edwards; for fans, kinda enjoyable otherwise steer clear.

The story started with legs. An artist fell in love with legs. He followed them, but could not reach. The beginning was promising but unfortunately Edwards did not build up anything interesting out of it. There was a glimpse of nudity in the beginning and that's it. More further we get the story goes more boring it becomes. Before the mids of the movie you want to get hit by the truck ending. Sooner the better.