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This pretentious Danish-Swedish co-production develops into a mild but uninteresting sexploitation drama. The story opens in a train compartment occupied by Harriet Andersson, a dancer, and Eric Wedersoe, a student, and in short order the two irrationally make love in the bathroom, kicking off a ridiculous series of confusing fantasies in which Ms. Andersson pops in and out of numerous beds while on tour. The paltry, disjointed plot causes the film to collapse into a cheap erotic heap, which even the nominally lurid excitement of including a rapist subplot cannot boost the disheartening tone. The filmmakers gussied up the visual style, including color sequences mixed with sepia tone sequences, in a halfhearted effort to make this clutter interesting. In the U.S., the movie was slapped with an X rating in 1969, which spelled doom at the box office.