An escapist movie from the first fade-in, this has everything you might want in a picture if you were trying to forget the travails of the day. Turner is a wealthy heiress who can't decide whether men love her for herself or for her lucre. She has some funny scenes with her analyst, Franz,
and his wife, Neumann, who makes some cogent comments on psychiatry. The quandary is bogus because her boy friend, Lund, is richer than she is ($48 million, to be exact). Lund flies off to Brazil and she follows him, thinking that the new location might spice up their waning love life. Lund, it
seems, is more interested in being a businessman than a swain. Once in Brazil, Turner ...