A wealthy man frequents the titular establishment that
caters to couples seeking kinky sex. He
is then blackmailed with photos of himself and a beautiful blonde in some
compromising positions. When both the
blonde AND his nagging wife wind up dead, he becomes the top suspect. A cop then hires an out-of-work actor and his
sexy girlfriend to investigate the hotel and hopefully draw out the real blackmailers.
Play Motel is filled with wall-to-wall sleaziness. There are plenty of S & M scenes (I
especially liked the scene where a guy dressed up like a devil and poked a
woman dressed like a nun with a pitchfork) and frequent nude model shoots. The hilarious folk-rock theme song, which
sounds suspiciously like “Like a Rolling Stone” doesn’t fit the action at all
and is good for a few giggles. That of
course, means it’s awesome. The awful
dubbing provides a handful of laughs as well.
The plot gets in the way of the fun as the film enters the
final reel. It’s here where the movie
actually has to deal with all the varied plot threads and loose ends that have
piled up while it was busy tossing out endless sleazy scenes. It manages to tie them up in a satisfying
manner too. It’s just that the movie isn’t
nearly as much fun when everyone’s clothes are on.
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