A nude performance in the Pantheon itself. Could there be a straight male born in the first quarter-century after the great war who does not remember this performance fondly? It was the early 80s, when mainstream theatrical movies could be made solely for the purpose of titillating entertainment. Oh, how innocent we were.
Caren’s co-star in this pic was Matt Lattanzi, the Olivier of his time. Somehow that dweeb managed to marry Olivia Newton-John, so he must have had some kind of appeal. Acting talent was not part of it.
Olivia and Matt had a daughter, Chloe, who did some singing and acting, but never really got her career rolling. Her most recent credit was a tiny part in one of those Sharknado movies where careers go to die. She has managed to make the gossip mags from time to time, but for things she would not like publicized, like addiction and bad plastic surgery.
As for that great thespian father of hers, his last IMDb credit was in 1993, and the last I heard he was living off the grid somewhere.
The original subject of this post, Caren Kaye, kicked around in TV for a few years in non-recurring roles in the bottom-feeder shows like The Love Boat, Fantasy Island and Love American Style. She finally realized that she may not have made the correct career choice, whereupon she became Dr. Kaye by earning a Ph.D. in Psychology.
“Private Lessons,” same genre, came out two years earlier and was infinitely better simply because of the presence of Sylvia Kristel, one of the sexiest and most beautiful to ever appear before a movie camera.
Kitten Natividad holds no appeal; those balloons on her chest are ridiculous.
Well, both “Private Lessons” and “My Tutor” had dumb storylines, of course, but PL’s was dumber because it threw in Howard Hesseman as a villain / plot device.
You have to be stupid to think a movie of this kind really needs an actual plot, and stupid villains are the usual result. The rock-bottom form of that used to be a comic-relief evil motorcycle gang. You knew you were in for a bad time when one of those showed up.
I submit that the 1977 movie “The Pom Pom Girls” shows that this kind of movie barely needs a plot, just a series of incidents, likeable characters, and some babes who can successfully imitate human beings.
I might feel differently if I saw “The Pom Pom Girls” for the first time as an adult, though. Some things have to be seen at the right age. This is also true of “The Lord of the Rings”, which may be the first time anyone has compared LOTR to PPG.
Anyway, “My Tutor” didn’t bother with a villain, which I think may be why it is more fondly remembered than “Private Lessons”.
I totally agree about Kitten Natividad, although I sure she is a nice person and kind to her mother.
Well, the tutor’s boyfriend could’ve been considered an antagonist.
I don’t even remember him, so you are probably right. I haven’t seen either movie for decades.
Actually, now that I think back it was only a subplot. Resolved relatively quickly with a gun.