It is not deep, but it is fun to watch. It does have a bit more of an edge to it than other similar films.

It’s not bad or unwatchable but despite the amplitude of the spectacle, the end result is underwhelming.

what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.

The story, direction, characters, and writing/dialogue is akin to taking a tranquilizer shot to the neck, but everything else was so well done.

Mores and values change. Things like misogyny are still very prevalent, but we HAVE made some progress, albeit not enough. When we look back on the past, while we're understandably offended at a lot of things that aren't accepted anymore, but we can't judge people TOO harshly, as they simply didn't live in a time that forced them to confront or even consider ideas that we take for granted now. What's misogynistic now was simply the norm in the past.So when I say that The Swinger is nauseatingly misogynistic, that's not a judgment made purely on the norms of the present day. After watching Ann Margaret dance around in what is actually a pretty cool into, we're treated to an opening scene where the men of an office actively try to rape (or at least seriously grope) the clearly unwilling women in the office. One woman is literally used in a tug-of-war. This is obviously intended to be light hearted, complete with sped up film that makes it look like the Keystone Cops, but...DAMN.This makes early James Bond look downright respectful. I'm not just throwing that out there, I mean that there is literally no scene in any James Bond film that I can remember that even approaches this degree of contempt for women (and I know the Bond films inside out.)I'm usually dismissive of people who leave a film early and call it crap. If they don't see the whole thing, how can they know the film doesn't improve, or even turn itself around and justify the "bad" beginning? Well, unless director George Sidney was making a post-modern deconstruction on society's attitudes, and was using the audience's acceptance of the offensive beginning as a way of showing how complicit we all are in accepting the unacceptable, I feel comfortable saying that The Swinger is sexist crap. And he wasn't.I'm not even offended, just a bit caught off guard and shaking my head.Who knows, maybe I'm over-sensitive. But man, I don't think so.

Ann-Margret alternates between come-hither pussycat and uptight do-gooder playing a would-be writer who attempts to pass herself off as sexually depraved in order to get a deal with a sleazy men's magazine. The problem with this picture is the very same predicament Annie faces: it's a square piece of goods palming itself off as naughty. The opening montage of sex-clubs is amusing, and A-M is energetic bouncing around on a trampoline, but the movie is talky, draggy, and seemingly produced on the cheap. Tony Franciosa doesn't work very well with Ann-Margret (he squirms too much, which isn't good for the romantic sub-plot). A few clever gimmicks--like the teaser ending, which caught me off guard--and Ann-Margret's shapely figure compensate, but "The Swinger" just doesn't swing. Perhaps a director with a sharper flair for visual slapstick and satire (like Frank Tashlin) may have brought out a more cartoony sensibility to these proceedings. George Sidney certainly tries, but he's too literal for the flighty material; while staging a mock-orgy, he has Ann-Margret writhing around on the floor slathered in paint...wouldn't straight sex be cleaner? ** from ****

It is fun and campy, the music shakes, the clothes are cool, and who can resist Ann-Margaret in her kittenish youth! It has a cute love triangle, and A-M's character is easy to root for. She is sweet and funny, the exact opposite of the evil, snotty British babe that the Mr. Colby. I mean, she calls her folks and takes her vitamins, for Pete's sake. Frankly, since Sir Hubert is kind of Hugh Hefner with irony, you'd think modern audiences would appreciate it. And since Tony Francioso just passed away, God rest his soul, I think they should be bringing all his performances out on DVD. A person who pans this movie has no sense of humor, and has been jaded by the sex mores of modern times. I wish they'd bring it out on DVD!

60s sex kitten Ann-Margret teams up with legendary director George Sidney to craft the perfect 60s movie. The story of a good girl posing as a bad girl to get a bad boy who's secretly a good boy is perfectly executed. Forget the plot - bottom line, A-M sings, dances and seduces the heck out of perfect foil, Tony Franciosa. Watch for vintage 60s photo montages, Hollywood's version of hippies and beatniks, a Pygmalion rip-off, wholesome dancing kids sharing a house with a vice squad cop (Sgt. Hooker no less), chase scenes, snotty British characters, the ubiquitous climax at a befuddled police sergeant's desk, Andre Previn original music, A-M as a stripper and riding a motorcycle plus an hilarious staged orgy in which the star is covered in paint and offered up to a Neptune-like god. Now that's entertainment! Also note: whenever Ann-Margret breaks into dance in the film suddenly, out of nowhere, there's a fan blowing on her. Well, watching this classic 60s sex comedy will make a fan out of anyone who likes 60s movies, musicals, romantic comedies and the always brilliant Miss Ann-Margret. Swing away!!!