Boobirt Stylish but barely mediocre overall

HottWwjdIam There is just so much movie here. For some it may be too much. But in the same secretly sarcastic way most telemarketers say the phrase, the title of this one is particularly apt.

Brendon Jones It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

Staci Frederick Blistering performances.

christopher-underwood Another astonishing European film from the late 60s, translated as, Check to the Queen, on my copy and a prime example of what Tim Lucas calls, Continental Op. In his fascinating article in Video Watchdog No.168, he postulates the theory of a film genre growing out of the mid 60s, 'Op Art' movement and emanating, primarily from Continental Europe. His argument is persuasive and conveniently groups together all those colourful and weird and wonderful films we immediately recognise as of the period, in the main because of the emphasise on style and design. Lucas mentions, Red Desert, Blow Up, Death Laid An Egg, Danger Diabolik and many others and the fact that this is missing says more about its obscurity than its lack of 'Continental Op' credentials. This wild movie tells, in a completely matter of fact way, a tale of how a beautiful young girl volunteers to become the slave of a slightly older wealthy lady media star. As with other movies of this time, a seeming silly notion, is treated quite seriously and at times even discussed in a manner to suggest that we might all be better living in such a way. 'Liberty brings such responsibilities'. But there is too, that look, everything looks wonderful, as if ripped from high art or fashion magazines, nudity is rampant and the music, usually similarly delirious and here composed by Piero Piccioni in an example of the very finest of such scores. The lovely Rosanna Sciaffino is the mistress and delightful young Haydee Politoff, the more than willing slave as we witness a mechanical horse, sexual indiscretions and appropriate punishment, numerous costume changes and even a slave auction. In addition, just when our young slave is being proffered something maybe just a little too much, we have a psychedelic fantasy sequence, showing her desire for something just that little bit more. 'Continental Op' or maybe 'Acid Erotica', either way an original, great looking, great sounding, late 60s cinema experience.

lor_ All those video companies reissuing vintage European films seem to have missed this classic, one of the flashiest movies made during the '60s soft porn era when lesbian cinema was emerging. I was fortunate to finally see it on collector's circuit-DVD, after wondering for 40 years about this particular title (never released in the U.S.).It is basically a story of female bondage, as glamorous, desirable model/jet setter Margaret (played by Rosanna Schiaffino), takes in the plastic/perfect Silvia (young Haydeé Politoff) and grooms her for some great undertaking -presumably she will become a model. With various servants tending to every detail of Politoff's physical aspect (hair, nails, makeup, clothing, etc.) film's early reels promise the prospect of an ALL ABOUT EVE twisting storyline, but such is not the case.Instead Silvia is subject to Margaret's every whim and flighty change of mood, a female slave who is humiliated at every opportunity. She's not there to do menial work, no there are innumerable servants for that. She's a plaything, almost a real-life doll. One could imagine the film being made on a similar premise (as are many Japanese anime efforts) of her being a realistic robot or sex toy.I won't spoil the ending but it caught me by surprise, in its cynicism and complete refusal to return the viewer to a moral universe. I know the production code was dead by 1969, and never even existed in European-based cinema, but still the filmmakers' adherence to an amoral position was novel.Technical credits throughout are sumptuous, with lensing in widescreen Techniscope and an emphasis upon glamor and pastel color schemes. The film it most closely resembled for me was Henri-Georges Clouzot's finale, LA PRISONNIERE, but without that master's penchant for experimentalism.Director Pasquale Festa Campanile presents his tale, adapted from a famous novel of its day, in straightforward fashion, letting the actors and the incidents accomplish his task. He never stoops to the glossy surface effects of a Radley Metzger, who would have been the logical director for this material had it been a U.S. project.Film seems a followup to Festa Campanile's greatest hit THE LIBERTINE, and not surprisingly Politoff closely resembles that film's star Catherine Spaak. Oddly enough, Metzger released that film & made a lot of money with it Stateside via his Audubon Films label, but passed on QUEEN. Politoff is one of the great beauties of her era, and I have enjoyed seeing her in everything from Eric Rohmer films to CEMETERY GIRLS to BORA BORA, but show biz being mainly about luck she never made the big time. And she never generated a latter-day cult like Edwige Fenech.Schiaffino had a more conventional career with its momentary successes, and any fan of either her European work or her high profile Hollywood assignments will want to see CHECK TO THE QUEEN. She was never lovelier, gets to chew up the scenery a bit, and even avoids the endlessly topless shots Haydeé must provide. The male lead is Gabriele Tinti, future cult figure opposite Laura Gemser in umpteen films, but at the time this was made a more mainstream actor, costarring opposite Marlène Jobert in Charles Bronson's best film RIDER ON THE RAIN. The always-reliable Romolo Valli is terrific as Schiaffino's very decadent friend.In sum, if you wondered what obscure film Lou Reed might present in a private showing if friends were visiting him in the Village, say John Waters and Quentin Tarantino, I think CHECK TO THE QUEEN would be the perfect selection.