Those uninitiated with European erotica can start their carnal education with this moody, sensual, wonderful French import. Beautiful femmes, an intriguing plot-line and unique insights into sexuality make Programmed For Pleasure tick.
The story centers on a sci-fi writer's dogged search for the perfect female dynamo. After short-lived sizzle sessions with his bitchy wife and a nubile secretary, he's convinced that there's nobody out there to satisfy his insatiable urge. So what's a sci-fi scribe to do? Build a living doll, of course.
And what a tempting piece of tin she is. Blonde, buxom, blue eyes – a brilliant look. Gigantor, Tobor and The Jetsons' Rosie would blow their gaskets.
Unfortunately, Mr. Write eventually discovers that his invention is Mrs. Wrong. He doesn't think the gal had anything I her except nuts and bolts. A rude awakening is in store, however, when she screws the mailman. Literally. Despite our hero's heated halts.
All of these perverse proceedings lead to a supercharged, surprise finale, involving lesbian and interracial encounters and a sly comment on sexual roles. Indeed, Programmed For Pleasure plays as well-oiled European erotica with parts that never rust.