Cinematic smut doesn't get much more shameless or gratifying. Though the film irresponsibly asserts that only the decadence of Rio de Janeiro can sexually liberate this poor Midwestern girl, it undeniably makes an impact with its beautiful photography of the colorful locales and its erotic imagery. There's more than a little misogyny in the film's insistence that women are absolutely begging for it, but in turn Mickey Rourke personifies the male beast. This loses some steam after Carré Otis goes to bed with Bruce Greenwood, completing her sexual journey roughly an hour into the film. Fortunately, its prurience remains as Rourke has his own issues to work out. The oddest bit here is how exploitative the film is of everyone's body but Rourke's, barely showing his torso in the film's famous final sex scene.
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