Review of Bolero

The first time I saw the movie Bolero, I thought it was laughably incompetently awful. Now that I revisit the movie, as well as scan through John Derek’s filmography, I noticed one thing in common. All of his movies are schlocky low budget films about sexual fantasies or contrived romances usually starring his wife Bo Derek. Bolero is another entry, except it’s about a college graduate Mac (Bo Derek) who’s excited to travel around the world and lose her virginity to either a Moroccan sheik (Greg Benson) or a Spanish matador (Andrea Occhipinti). This movie is extravagantly well-known for its awkward sex scenes, overuse of extreme close-ups, horrific acting and even worse writing and direction from John Derek. The sheik’s storyline is entirely useless and only serves as the comic foil who drops asleep during sex and is forgotten for the most part. Angel the bullfighter is reduced to this one-dimensional hot bod who Mac ends up marrying at the end. Bo Derek, even though she does have an attractive body, is even worse as she delivers her husband’s dopey lines in that dorky plastered smile even during the most dangerous situations. Bolero is not a movie, but an excuse to incorporate a director’s wife in soft-core porn. This isn’t especially surprising considering Cannon Group’s sleazy reputation.

(1/2 Underage Nude Teen Girl out of 5)