16 April 2000 | Thom-P
See Nathalie Uher remove her clothes, again and again and again...
Penned by noted ero-gothic horror-meister, Jean Rollin, this 6th installment in the seemingly unending Emmanuelle series steals a page from that other Emanuelle (single M) series starring Laura Gemser in its attempts to blend erotic fantasy and sleazy exploitation with some vague premise involving a drug-lord and white slavery ring. Alas, director Bruno Zincone will never be mistaken for Joe D'Amato (or Just Jaeckin for that matter) and whatever seedy elements contained in Rollin's story are handled in an awkward and haphazard manner. On the plus side, the lovely Nathalie Uher as Emmanuelle certainly is a scrumptious specimen and proves rather adept at removing her clothes whenever the script calls for it (which, fortunately, is quite often, god bless her). Now, if only somebody had bothered to explain to her that acting and modeling are not one in the same, she might have had a future as a B-queen at the very least. Instead, she disappeared into oblivion like so many other pretty faces, but what a pretty face indeed. Nathalie, where for art thou?