Perhaps experimental sex comedies were a dime a dozen in the early
1970s, but I fail to see a reason why anyone would get all worked up
over "The Telephone Book." About as arousing as a tax audit and funny as
jury duty, the picture is a surreal journey into random confessions and
pig-masked monologuing, imagining itself to be a wonderland of carnal
delights and cutting satire, wafting over its audience like a wave of
marijuana smoke. For the clean and impatient in 2013, "The Telephone
Book" emerges as an oddity from 1971, but not a particularly compelling
one. With its outlandishness napping and its sense of humor missing,
this X-rated relic is best served to fans of obscure exploitation
cinema, those brave souls able to somehow appreciate the feature's
idiosyncrasies and its Vietnam-era taboo-smashing tastes. Read the rest at Blu-ray.com

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