After trudging through such dire Aussie "sexploitation" fare as "Alvin Purple", "The True Story of Eskimo Nell" and "Plugg" to name a very few, it is tempting to call "Felicity" a kind of masterpiece. Whereas all other Australian films from this time that used sex as a selling point generally forgot to include any and only showed the occasional naked person for a few fleeting seconds - with longer, more graphic shots for the hideous male leads - this one doesn't disappoint those looking for a sex movie - and what's more, it's a SEXY movie.
It's not an exaggeration to say that there was no eroticism to be found in any of the sexploitation movies made in Australia at this point in time, with the exception of this movie. Glory Annen is no great beauty like Sylvia Kristel, but she is nevertheless well cast as Felicity, the pampered young girl discovering sex abroad - Hong Kong this time, rather than Bangkok.
The ending is strangely drawn out, with what feels like a series of false conclusions, making you want it to be over, but at least it does what it says on the box.
It's not an exaggeration to say that there was no eroticism to be found in any of the sexploitation movies made in Australia at this point in time, with the exception of this movie. Glory Annen is no great beauty like Sylvia Kristel, but she is nevertheless well cast as Felicity, the pampered young girl discovering sex abroad - Hong Kong this time, rather than Bangkok.
The ending is strangely drawn out, with what feels like a series of false conclusions, making you want it to be over, but at least it does what it says on the box.