A dated film with solarization, hip music, and the ultimate "it girl" Marianne Faithful as The Girl on a Motorcycle, this is a flashback tale with a 1968 pre-Easy Rider meets Barbarella setup. Rebecca is a French woman who abandons her marital bed in the middle of the night, slips on a skin tight black leather Lanvin jumpsuit, and mounts a huge Harley-like hog to ride to Heidelberg and meet her lover, a professorial Alain Delon, who will ravage her with long stemmed roses and mild S/M sex. While she travels, she fantasizes about sex, memory, and dull Raymond, a teacher and cuckold husband versus Delon.
Filmed in 1968 when the notorious relationship of Faithful and Mick Jagger was the media topic, Girl on a Motorcycle brings back the notion of good women as sexually subservient to their men, and marriage as the only recourse of respectable young girls. Delon was a perfect debaucher by stealing the virginal Rebecca from her father's bookstore for a bike ride to "get the color in her cheeks." Her dull fiancé/husband remains ignorant to his wife's wilder adventures and her desire and enthusiastic willingness to have a pre-marital fling before the pending marriage.
With border guards hands on harassing of Rebecca, this film is a slice of why the women's movement was so timely in the 70s as the notion of a lone woman riding the roads through France and Germany must have been as shocking as free-love, drugs, and the Rolling Stones to conventional society. But because she transgresses the limits of propriety, Rebecca must pay with the ultimate sacrifice in a traditional morality story of lust, leather, and booty on a bike.
Filmed in 1968 when the notorious relationship of Faithful and Mick Jagger was the media topic, Girl on a Motorcycle brings back the notion of good women as sexually subservient to their men, and marriage as the only recourse of respectable young girls. Delon was a perfect debaucher by stealing the virginal Rebecca from her father's bookstore for a bike ride to "get the color in her cheeks." Her dull fiancé/husband remains ignorant to his wife's wilder adventures and her desire and enthusiastic willingness to have a pre-marital fling before the pending marriage.
With border guards hands on harassing of Rebecca, this film is a slice of why the women's movement was so timely in the 70s as the notion of a lone woman riding the roads through France and Germany must have been as shocking as free-love, drugs, and the Rolling Stones to conventional society. But because she transgresses the limits of propriety, Rebecca must pay with the ultimate sacrifice in a traditional morality story of lust, leather, and booty on a bike.