Half way through the movie J&B finally makes its entrance.
Five bottles of J&B in the honeymoon suite!
The stud doesn’t want to dirty a glass.
Whore drop-off service with J&B.
A J&B office bottle will result in this guy being the worst psychiatrist in the world.
A gangster delivers a case of hooch, the hooch we call J&B.
Ivan Rassimov about to pour a few drinks.
A little yacht J&B.
Drop whatever you’re doing and grab one of those bottles.
One for the lady and two for me.
Verson Jetorix: “Languid, agreeable giallo with a primo cast, nudity, murder, and good tunes. In other words, beautiful shallow people drinking J&B in exotic locales; duplicitous and amoral – 70s Italian style. Now for a presentation more respectful; a third generation dupe, cropped square with Greek subtitles, doesn’t cut it.”
Dagmar drinks some J&B then turns down her lesbo maid – I don’t think I like this particular bottling of J&B.
Verson Jetorix: “Dagmar Lassander and Giacomo Rossi-Stuart in a rather bland giallo. But it’s a time capsule i like having around.”