Actually, it was well worth watching, though artier and with a far slower start than I’d expected. I’m guessing that the title established the precedent for later revenge flicks such as Kill Bill and its 15- and PG-rated tie-ins, Kick Mick and Wedgie Reggie. But I have two questions:
1. Was it obligatory for British films of the early seventies to include a mildly hallucinatory sequence in which Britt Ekland pleasured herself? I mean, was it actually written into her contract, or what?
2. At what point after 1971 did the people of Newcastle develop Geordie accents? They certainly had them by the mid-‘80s, when I used to visit.