Under the Doctor | |
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Directed by | Gerry Poulson |
Written by | Ron Bareham |
Produced by | Ron Bareham Peter Harrison |
Starring | Barry Evans Penny Spencer Liz Fraser Hilary Pritchard |
Cinematography | Ray Parslow |
Edited by | Mike Kaufman |
Music by | Jean Bouchéty |
Production companies | GPA Films Thorrawood |
Distributed by | Alpha Films |
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Running time | 84 minutes |
Country | United Kingdom |
Language | English |
Under the Doctor is a 1976 British sex comedy directed by Gerry Poulson and starring Barry Evans, Penny Spencer, Liz Fraser and Hilary Pritchard. [1] It was written by Ron Bareham.
It follows the antics of a Harley Street doctor, who enjoys dalliances with three of his female patients.
It was shot at Isleworth Studios and on location around London.[ citation needed ]
The Monthly Film Bulletin wrote: "A 'confessional' sex comedy neither startling, erotic or amusing, but none the less well up to the usual level of British witlessness. The jollifications include an attempted seduction with a sausage stuck upright in a plate of mashed potato, a reprise of the duel scene in Barry Lyndon , and Liz Fraser, a still game veteran of the genre, doing overblown imitations of Mae West and Marlene Dietrich." [2]
In The Radio Times Guide to Films David Parkinson gave the film 1/5 stars, writing: "Such was the state of British screen comedy in the 1970s that even its stalwarts were reduced to accepting roles as nudie cuties. Indeed, Liz Fraser did nothing but peek-a-boo fluff in the middle of the decade, managing to retain her dignity while all else were losing their clothes." [3]
Time Out wrote: "Amused by 'confessional sex comedies' like Tudor Gates' Intimate Games ? Then here's your chance to guffaw at another remarkably similar bit of British rubbish. Harley Street psychiatrist listens to the stupefying fantasies of three women patients, and is at last – not surprisingly – driven bonkers by his work. Liz Fraser, a veteran of this sort of nonsense, is allowed to keep her bra on; the other women strip with the usual offhand indifference. No male genitalia, but a superabundance of wilting puns." [4]