Exoticalot People are voting emotionally.

Aedonerre I gave this film a 9 out of 10, because it was exactly what I expected it to be.

PiraBit if their story seems completely bonkers, almost like a feverish work of fiction, you ain't heard nothing yet.

Logan By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.

clanciai James Mason was 60 and Michael Powell 64 as they made this film together on a small island in the Great Barrier Reef outside Australia, a comedy about a painter seeking seclusion and finding the opposite, as three other ladies appear to be living on the island, one with a small dog, which James Mason's dog Godfrey gets the better of. Godfrey is the best character of this delightful comedy displaying on a small scale but still the full range of Michael Powell's genius. Just the introductory scene immediately presents a flash of genius, setting the tropical mood, ending up on a Rolex watch, which takes you brusquely out of the underwater tropics, - but stay on, there will be enough of them later still.With the three ladies of very different ages he finds the island crawling with people to his great frustration and dismay, but fortunately one of them is Helen Mirren, which saves his day. But to this crowd of women of very different kinds also his worst friend from the shore appears and disturbs the rhythm, but he is also part of the comedy. Just wait for the funeral.In all, it's delightful to see how Michael Powell after all managed to recover after his downfall with "Peeping Tom" bringing on his undeserved banishment from British cinema practically for the rest of his life, while Australia at least to some degree seems to have saved him.

writers_reign Not for the first time and probably not the last I find myself watching a different film from the majority who have posted comments here. Apparently this was Michael Powell's last film, I have no idea what prevented him making more movies but if it wasn't natural causes that ended his career this turkey would have accomplished it in spades. It's difficult to ascertain what audience it is targeting beside pubescent schoolboys the world over who would derive as much titillation from the likes of Naked, As Nature Intended. Mason, normally a fine actor, walks through it, rather strange as he also co-produced, whilst Jack McGowran is a joke and Helen Mirren shows no sign of the fine actress she was to become.

michael-247 Per chance I saw this film recently on UK TV. I looked and thought 'oh my god' these are well known people in it, looked at the cast and spotted Helen Mirren. 1969 - acting as a naive young lady with her only ambition to get $100 and move to Brisbane and become a hairdresser. Good Aussie accents and so nicely played and related I have to say. It made me smile that she was happy underwater naked however when told to take her dress off standing in it, there was a 'novel' expression. The entry of the awful 'intruder' (so called friend) was the only thing IMHO that berated the whole film. The man was / is both obnoxious and annoying (otherwise 10 points!).This is a film needing a lot of audience 'perception'. It's like an old version of 'Lost in Translation' where you need to think beyond the film and imagine the realities where it's exposed at the very end with the frolicking (heck that words reflects my age!) manner in the water. 'Lost in Translation' reflected the same as 'silent whispers'.All in all a delightful film with a perceptive storyline of 'innocence' on both sides. An older man with a younger woman depicted in a believable 'not cheesy, manipulative nor degrading' manner. Certainly a 'must see'!Michael

robert-temple-1 This is a quirky and highly eccentric film. 'Over the top' is an inadequate description. The sight of James Mason with a beard and a deep tan doing an Australian accent is eerie and unsettling. He does not sustain the accent very well, but he tries mightily. And once he even convincingly says: 'It's byute!' He is meant to be a famous Australian artist, and to convince us that he is in the correct milieu, he sits in front of a book about Sidney Nolan, and just to rub it in even further, 'Sid' and Arthur Boyd are mentioned on television. So the scene is set. But what Nolan and Boyd probably never did was go and live alone in a run-down shack on an island at the Great Barrier Reef in North Queensland, and paint a naked nymph. Not that they didn't fancy naked nymphs, it's just that, well, the Great Barrier Reef??? A hut??? Alone??? This may be what drew Mason to the project, since he and Michael Powell jointly produced it, and that means they were serious. Mason must have wanted a jolly good holiday in the sun, far from his austere Switzerland where he lived, and a naked girl cavorting around him also must have seemed just the thing. That naked girl is none other than Miss Mironov, better known as Helen Mirren, and she was aged 24 at the time. Over the years I have become exasperated at hearing all my male friends gasp with lust about Mironov. She never did anything for me, but I am in the extreme minority, indeed have often been met with expostulations of disbelief when I confessed my indifference. What was wrong with me? That is a question many people have speculated about, without coming to any sound conclusions. If being turned off by Mironov is a sign of something, then I plead guilty. But apart from that, she is of course a superb actress, and she even does very well in this role which could easily have been silly. Instead, she manages to be convincing. And that was not easy, as the story is in so many ways ridiculous. This was Michael Powell's last effort at directing, after which he passed beyond the Great Barrier Reef. The film may be feeble in countless ways, but it is genuinely amusing and its affectionate sending-up of the Ossies by portraying wildly caricatured Ossie types was very funny. Mason's friend Nat, played by Jack MacGowran, is as outré as a character actor can get, but nevertheless believable. He overacts so emphatically that he is simply hilarious. Yes, the film is engrossing in its own bizarre fashion. For the time it was meant to be highly erotic, and doubtless was, but in those days, things were simpler. Even the phrase 'age of consent' is no longer used. After all, now that girls of ten are routinely pregnant, what is the 'age of consent' any longer but a fig leaf to mask the hypocrisy of the older people who insist on believing that young people are still demure? Today, the idea of a 24 year-old girl running around naked on a beach would not be a bit unusual, or even a 17 year-old, which is the supposed age of Mironov's character. There is no use taking this film seriously, instead it should be viewed as a comedy which was never intended to be anything but a romp. There is also a very clever dog star named Godfrey who gets a whole single screen credit to himself. (That is how whimsical this film really is!) His best trick is to rush back to the hut and slip his neck back into his collar which is tied up so that when James Mason arrives home, he does not know that Godfrey has been running along the beach playing for hours and, like all the people in this film, romping like mad.