Joan Collins is a jet-setting cougar who owns a struggling disco in London. This 70s movie is all about decadent excess and living beyond your means and somehow makes it all seem cheap and tawdry. This B-movie features skinamax portions of nudity including a pool scene worthy of the Bad Bunch. Basically Joan is followed to the UK from the Big Apple by a gambler who has a debt to the mob. He is charged with getting money from her.
John Ratzenberger is featured in the movie as a fence and has some rather funny manscaping with his facial hair. Tons of bad hairdos and disco dancing pad out this rather dull piece of trash. I do enjoy the faux funky disco title song. D+