A pretentious and not very stimulating piece of soft-core eroticism, PARIS, FRANCE is superficial, confusing, and ultimately annoying. An energetic cast is wasted trying to breathe life into flat, unmotivated characters.
It's Good Friday. Writer Lucy Quick (Leslie Hope) expresses displeasure at the prospect of doing a public reading from her book; husband and publisher Michael (Victor Ertmanis) tries to reassure her. William (Dan Lett), also a writer, arrives with Randy Sloan (Peter Outerbridge) for dinner. Lucy
is attracted to Sloan and, when she catches him stealing some of her lingerie, flirts with him and lets him keep the garment. Later, they conduct a b...