Too many fans seem to be blown away

Stylish but barely mediocre overall

The film makes a home in your brain and the only cure is to see it again.

While it is a pity that the story wasn't told with more visual finesse, this is trivial compared to our real-world problems. It takes a good movie to put that into perspective.

THE SEX THIEF is a British sexploitation movie from 1974 with a surprising amount of professional qualities given the usual standards of the genre. It has a plot, for instance, rather than a series of random vignettes, and although it's quite obviously a comedy, it's also rather serious in places. There's - gasp! - characterisation too, and a script co-written by Hammer scribe Tudor Gates and MARK OF THE DEVIL helmer Michael Armstrong, amusingly writing together under the pseudonym Edward Hyde. THE SEX THIEF was directed by Kiwi-born Martin Campbell, who has gone on to such famous features as CASINO ROYALE and GREEN LANTERN, and he gives the production a fine and slick look.The tale, about a notorious cat burglar who more often than not seduces his female victims, is fairly familiar stuff, but enlivened by some fun performances. David Warbeck, well known for a career in Italian exploitation, is a delight as the titular character in what is a surprisingly show-all performance. The engaging supporting cast features Armstrong himself in support, alongside the lovely Jennifer Westbrook as a kung fu fighter, Harvey Hall (the butler in THE VAMPIRE LOVERS) as Warbeck's contact, Christopher Biggins, and plenty more besides. There's plenty of rather explicit sex scenes here and lots of nudity, as you'd expect, but take that all out and the film would still work.

Unless you like this genre or want to see an example of this genre, there is nothing to like here. I happen to be a big fan of 70s movies and have seen many 100s and for me this was all this movie was -- another movie to round out my attempt to see as many 70s films as possible. The plot here is paper thin and the ending highly predictable. The soft porn scenes of sex is what separates this movie from other bad movies. The dress, sideburns, way of speaking, cars, etc. were far more interesting to me than anything else. Without this the movie is a 2 or 3. It's amazing to me that these films got funded and made, but I guess in an era before the internet the soft porn angle was a draw.

This is a very watchable soft core sex movie and very representative view of early 70s London. Not so much the romancing cat burglar but the length of hair, the sideburns, the pubic hair, the police represented as more interested in seizing porn than much else, the mini-skirts, the surprisingly dowdy London streets. Also the emphasis on sex and in particular the difference between the women who seem keen to have it and the men who seem more keen to talk about it. The main premise of the film, involving David Warbeck as a burglar who gets so involved with the ladies they don't mind being robbed is a good one and the direction is good. Some of the performers are better in the bed scenes than out but what do you expect when the sex is the main raison d'etra. Not particularly sexy but there is plenty of flesh on display and the scenes are pretty vigorous. Enjoyable.

The late David Warbeck is Grant Henry aka The Sex Thief in this surprising 1973 sex comedy. A writer of trashy paperbacks like The Dirty and the Dying, Henry moonlights as a masked jewel thief who is usually caught in the act but lures his female captors to bed. Bedroom gymnast that he is, the women lie about his identity 'who could disguise himself as a clubfooted coloured midget one week and a 6'6 Russian with a hair lip the next' and even hope to get burgled again! A shameless Hollywood producer and a dizzy blonde try to drum up publicity by claiming that the Thief assaulted her. Enraged that his name has been tarnished The Sex Thief buys a plastic gun and in a Forced Entry manner stalks the actress, catching her in the bath before the pair reinact her made up scenario. Dim, corrupt cops more interested in selling contraband blue movies than catching the Thief also become involved in the caper. Despite the low voltage stereotype of the British sex film The Sex Thief is well made and occasionally funny and sexy. This was in fact a kinky package for the Ups and Downs of a Handyman era crowd- with several jolting sequences such as intercuting a wrestling match with sex thief's own brand of wrestling not to mention his own subjugation at the hands of a Kung-Fu trained insurance investigator! Its more infamous today for its re-edited American release that in classic sleaze fashion took a softcore foreign feature and beefed it up with X- rated inserts. This version entitled 'Her Family Jewels' dubiously resurfaced in the UK years later under the premise that semi-famous British thesps (Dianne Keen, Christopher Biggins) had once appeared in an X-rated movie. RADA trained Michael Armstrong who acts in the film as a breast obsessed cop and wrote the film under demonic alter ego 'Edward Hyde', is most familiar to exploitation fans for the much banned Mark of the Devil as well as the autobiographical Eskimo Nell. Viewers familiar with the latter will no doubt feel a sense of deja vu here as several characters and scenarios make premature appearances in The Sex Thief. Another discovery is actress Gloria Walker aka Gloria Maley who went from being worked over by Warbeck's buzzing 'simulator' to providing blood and guts effects for the gruesome Inseminoid (1980)- a more diverse career move is hard to imagine. The Sex Thief rises above the typical British sexpo thanks to some pointed raunchiness, a surprisingly subversive script and a charismatic leading man. Warbeck was once apparently the mysterious house breaking protagonist of the Milk Tray ads whilst director Martin Campbell recently made the big budget Zorro movie, two things worth pondering while you watch The Sex Thief.