Every now and then a movie is so adorably awful that reviewers confess to enjoying it precisely because it is so cheesy. This documentary is such a movie, which purports to be giving an unexpurgated tour of the shadier attractions of the city of Montreal. The announcer sententiously states that "Montreal can satisfy your most sophisticated or primal desires," and the film then (for the most part) shows fairly innocuous scenes of topless hairdressers, suburban voodoo sessions, and tarot readings -- instead of boldly going into strip joints and the drug and sex underground, as it had seemed to promise. A good deal of the film takes place in a hotel room containing an office, and those being filmed seem embarrassed, rather than brazen. One of the film's conceits is that aliens (the outer-space kind) regularly land their saucers nearby and sample the attractions of the city. Even with its simulated sex scenes, nothing graphic or explicit actually makes it to the screen, despite teasing intimations to the contrary.
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