Back in the late 70's when I was a teenager I used to do odd jobs for this guy who was a friend of my dad. I raked leaves and cleaned his pool and stuff like that and was glad to do it because not only did I get paid pretty well, but the dude was a swinging young bachelor who was never home, and had a BetaMax machine with stacks of porn tapes. The Stud was probably the first soft-core porn flick I ever saw. I watched it dozens of times at that guy's house while sprawled on his fur covered waterbed. You know what? I remain partial to it after all these years --The Stud, not fur covered waterbeds. And, I'll admit I wanted to be Oliver Tobias. I wanted to be tall and dark-haired with icy blue eyes and a lithe body. I wanted a red sports car, money to burn, and most of all I wanted to have kinky sex in swimming pools, elevators, and the backseat of expensive chauffeur driven cars. I wanted to dance all night at an exclusive disco. Yeah, I think I still wanna be Oliver Tobias. This is the flick that sent Joan Collins' DOA career soaring, while sending Oliver's crashing like Skylab. It's too bad because The Stud is a nifty little sexcapade. It's not as witty as Radley Metzger's Score or as Euro-chic as Camille 2000, but it totally captures the decadent, devil-may-care, fun-for-fun's-sake attitude of the late 70's. The Stud was shot in real locations: mansions, estates, a members only nightclub, and an obscene London health spa. That gave it a richness of production that belied ...

• published: 12 May 2011
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