The camera always seemed fixated on her gyrating behind. ![]() She must have kept them pretty happy with those moves of hers. To them, she must have been a tantalizing tease with big, red hair, and when she shook her head, it looked like it was on fire. ![]() When servicemen of the sixties were polled over who was their favorite female star, Ann-Margret was it. The clothes and cars and hairstyles are a '60s dream, but I didn't believe the match-ups at the finale-only the fact that Ann-Margret's singing and dancing at a party would definitely silence the crowd. Secondari's novel "Coins in the Fountain", is weighed down with soap opera-ish confrontations laden with some real howlers (Tierney: "How dare you feel sorry for me, you little tramp!"). Titian-haired Ann-Margret gets to sing on the beach in a bikini baby-voiced Pamela Tiffin falls for girl-chaser Anthony Franciosa while faux-jaded Carol Lynley has eyes for her much-married boss, Brian Keith (leading to the only strong scene in the movie, a showdown in the ladies room between Lynley and neglected wife Gene Tierney). With its uneven mix of on-location footage and interiors likely shot on the Fox lot, the movie isn't very useful as a travelogue, though the ladies are certainly lovely to look at. Three American honeys (one a very naïve virgin) are on the lookout for men in Madrid, available or not. Witless remake of "Three Coins in the Fountain" with songs looks like a glossy, Saran Wrapped time-capsule in Easter egg colors for connoisseurs of vintage cars and pre-groovy fashions and hairstyles, it's a must, although no audience is likely to be enthralled with this inane plot.
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