Review – Barbarella

Journey back to the wacky days of 1968, when the “sexual revolution” gave the movie industry free reign to revel in sexuality worthy of a adolescent boy who just discovered masturbation. Jane Fonda hops merrily through an endless string of absurd perils and skimpy outfits in a realm of psychedelic sets and flimsy plot twists. Watching this movie stoned would likely lead to either the best or worst trip of your life, though either way would still be better than watching it sober. See if desperate