That was an excellent one.

So much average

Good story, Not enough for a whole film

In truth, there is barely enough story here to make a film.

Tonite Let's All Make Love In London - Yes, lets. A much better idea than making a documentary on the subject, especially one like this. Peter Whitehead's 1967 film is at least narration-free, though I soon found myself pining for something, anything other than the contributions of Mick Jagger ("in the future we'll only be working four hours a day"), or Michael Caine, giving a hint of the old reactionary he was soon to become ("short skirts cause a loss of moral fibre"). On the plus side there's Julie Christie keeping it delightfully unreal and David Hockney ("what I find really sexy is footballers kicking their legs up in the air"). In between times there's a shaky home movie going on, purporting to be about the club scene. Strange, then, that the camera, which never lies, spends an inordinate amount of time being pointed at girl's legs. Pink Floyd's Interstellar Overdrive provides the aural backdrop while Eric Burdon and the Animals are shown recording When I was Young, but it's another song of theirs that this film may bring to mind: We Gotta Get Out of This Place.

This film is a great reflection of London and the British scene in the 1960's, dated for 1967, with authentic film footage of Pink Floyd with brilliant Syd Barrett heading them. Some people say it is boring, but should not leave reviews if they feel so strongly to negate a film which requires patience and culture, perhaps a more enlightened perspective. It features cameos by Lee Marvin parading about, as well as Eric Burdon, another legend. The reason why some do not understand it is because it is'nt filled with gimmickery or special effecst or some ellaborate script that fits into some conventional genre. But it is an experimental film, a time-capsule with rare raw footage that Floyd fans or any British scene enthusiast would love. I personally was thrilled and would reccomend the film to anyone with interest or the I.Q. to comprehend the film's inherent idea. If you are looking for some passionate drama or an Arnold S. gore-fest, go elsewhere. Dig this film!

I agree. This film is total and utter rubbish. But so were the times in which it was shot. Sex had only been invented in 1963 (pace P Larkin) and by 1967, London was revelling in this new discovery. However, this piece of unmitigated nonsense has one valuable asset: if any of the younger generation wonder where Mike Myers got the concept for Austin Powers then this is the lodestone. True, Myers drew inspiration from some truly dreadful TV series of the 60s but this film will give junior cineasts great help in understanding the lingo and the background to Mr Powers. Watch it once by all means for the sake of reference. And then as Monster 17 says, get help!

I swear to God this is one piece of cinematic filth that should be burned, it's soooooooo boring.1: Don't rent it.2) Don't buy it.3) Heaven's forbid, if you find yourself enjoying it do make sure you get some much needed help.