The Key As the rise of the Italian Fascism makes its visible presence in noble 1940s Venice, Professor Nino Rolfe and his much younger wife, the sumptuous Italian beauty, Teresa, sadly, after twenty years of marriage, witness their enthusiasm wither and the passion wane. Inevitably, all that remains now, is to let his imagination run wild and confess his boldly intimate and rousing thoughts to his elaborate diary, in the hope that Teresa will soon find it and read it. There, in his frank and unrestricted confessions, against all risk of being judged as a vile and corrupt man, Nino would admit all the things that he would never be able to say in person, urging his Goddess Teresa to finally get rid of her painful and revolting modesty. The faithful diary may be locked away in safety but the precious key is hidden in plain sight. Will innocent Teresa ever discover it, and with it, the way to unlock what quickens the faint, yet willing heart?
Cover art betrays a masterpiece
Don’t be mistaken, this is first and foremost and erotic movie, but it manages something masterful in that genre. Tinto Brass has constructed a very nice platform for sensual expression in this film. I wouldn’t advise seeing it with your local bible study group, but it isn’t frat boy tissue party material either. If you are open to nudity and sensuality this could be just the movie to share with your partner on a night alone together. The sets and the actors are well done, but you still get to see plenty of sex. Tinto’s Key is the perfect movie to potentially unlock those who are “one the fence” when it comes to erotic cinema.