Adeel Hail
Unshakable, witty and deeply felt, the film will be paying emotional dividends for a long, long time.
Gary
The movie's not perfect, but it sticks the landing of its message. It was engaging - thrilling at times - and I personally thought it was a great time.
Leofwine_draca
SEXTETTE is a throwback to the early years of cinema, where stars were larger than life and films threw in song and dance routines at regular intervals in the name of popular entertainment. It's also a vehicle for elderly starlet Mae West, at the tail-end of her career, playing a man-eater celebrating her wedding to a young toyboy (a visibly embarrassed Timothy Dalton). As the credits rolled, I had no idea what I'd just seen.Clearly the director is in love with West and the film has been concocted as a tribute to her. But the format is very odd and old fashioned and West's appearance is rather shocking; her age is never mentioned so it's pretty weird to see her trying to play herself some fifty years previously. Often the narrative will break off to feature some filmed insert of West making one of her trademark wisecracks, which is bizarre in itself.The music is pretty poor although there are endless guest appearances from a wide variety of folk in an attempt to entertain: Tony Curtis, Ringo Starr, George Hamilton, and Alice Cooper all show up here. Overall though, SEXTETTE is a ludicrous film, and I can't help but think that it would have been better to remember West as she was rather than as she is here.
tavm
Having previously watched many of Mae West's Paramount movies as well as her one Universal with W.C. Fields, I decided to now watch her very last movie on YouTube called Sextette. She may be noticeably aged to her 84 or 85 years here but she still can make a risqué line seem charming enough to amuse. Dom DeLuise is just as much fun as her handler especially when doing the "Honey Pie" number while tap dancing. Of much of the supporting cast: Ringo Starr is okay as one of West's ex-hubbys as a film director, Tony Curtis has some good moments as another of hers, George Hamilton doesn't seem to fare as well but there was an amusing moment when he talks to a Brando-Godfather impersonator especially when one knows Hamilton's later playing a role in Godfather III. Keith Moon is hilarious as West's dress designer. Alice Cooper is almost unrecognizable as the entertainingly smooth piano singer. And leading man Timothy Dalton isn't bad as the leading man who has to prove his manliness to the media at every turn. He also isn't bad as a singer when he warbles "Love Will Keep Us Together" to West (certainly better than another Bond actor, Pierce Brosnan, singing in Momma Mia!). Loved DeLuise's ironic line about him near the end! And how fitting that George Raft, who cast Mae in her first film role in Night After Night, gets a cameo here alongside her in an elevator. How ironic they'd die within two days of each other a couple of years later (Ms. West on Nov. 22, 1980 and Raft on the 24th). Mae herself could still put over a song especially when she sings "Happy Birthday, Sweet 21" to a young athlete. Oh, and I also loved the impersonation of the president of the time, Jimmy Carter, here. So on that note, I mostly liked Sextette and would recommend it to any of Ms. West's fans.
jjnxn-1
Horrendous vanity production is of interest only to show how an out of control ego and years of self delusion can lead to a public shredding of an carefully constructed image. Mae is supposed to be the adored object of the world but her teetering presence and ossified appearance cause the viewer concern for her well being more than anything else. After decades of carefully maintaining her public persona she was somehow induced to return to the screen to sully her reputation with the double whammy of Myra Breckinridge and this abominable travesty. A horrifying train wreck of a film only to be watched by someone with a love of bad, really bad, cinema.
Ripshin
Two or three scenes of jaw-dropping badness does not qualify a film for the "camp" brigade. Yes, the "Love" duet between West and Dalton is utter lunacy. Sure, the Cooper "finalé" is embarrassing to watch. (That black bellboy's neck almost snaps....WHAT was he DOING?) And Mae's song to the nubile 21-year-old MALE "MASCOT" of the supposed he-man "Olympic" team is enjoyably ludicrous. (Especially, being that he appears to be more than a mascot for the team, as a few of the beefy hunks mouth the love song to him, as well!)However, these laugh-riot moments are buried deep within a boring, moronic white elephant of a flick.That so many posters/users in here feel the need to vehemently defend this dog of a movie, is puzzling indeed. It is inept on almost every level, save Edith Head's dependable gown designs. The direction is sub - TV-movie level......the cinematography is horrendous.......the choreography makes Debbie Allen look like Agnes DeMille......the performances are schlock at almost all levels.For a true "camp" classic, check out "Can't Stop the Music." That one doesn't need an MST3K narration to be tolerable. Walter Pigeon deserves better for his final appearance.....I hope he used the cash to put a grandchild through college.In Mae's "words" during the "Love Will Keep Us Together," um, "duet"........"WHATevah!"
