An absolute waste of money

It's a mild crowd pleaser for people who are exhausted by blockbusters.

It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

Story: It's very simple but honestly that is fine.

Again, here's one of those erotic flicks set in Rio (one of the most beautiful cities in the world, an asset to it) about the awakenings and sexual discovery of a young, reserved and beautiful girl, and promising lawyer, played almost adequately by Otis. Rourke, wasted here, as a self made millionaire, has his own demons where at the end of it, you're so happy the two of these wound up together, by unleashing their inhibitions. Wild Orchid rides on style and offbeat characters with interesting and impeccably chosen careers, as from the writers point of view. We have a number of occasional and drawn out, erotically charged sex scenes, (two ring out in my mind, one in limo) but in the end as in Kings other films, although I haven't seen Two Moon Junction, Wild Orchid doesn't add up to much. Bisset as Otis's employer/educator is also wasted. Rourke's mystifying character is fun to watch, as well as hearing some of his dialogue, when confiding in Otis about his childhood.

I was just spanning through a series of different movie reviews here on IMDb and was going to check the reviews for The Wrestler. I clicked on Mickey Rourke's name to see what else he had done in movies (I'd heard his name since I was a teen but wasn't familiar with his work). The the title Wild Orchid came up and it looked familiar.Then it hit me! "Wait a second...I saw this in 1990 at a $1 theatre!" I then recalled after awhile that I had seen ads for it on TV and had wanted to see it but until the cheap theatre,I didn't go.Now,I was 21 at the time and knowing what was "supposed" to be in the film,I couldn't wait to "see it all". Needless to say I was quickly let down. I couldn't follow whatever the plot was supposed to be and found the dialouge just downright tedious and beyond boring.As for the actual sex scenes? Probably I got into that at the time (you find few 21 year olds who wouldn't). I couldn't tell you right now if they were worth watching or not,it's been nearly 20 years.I know I stayed to the end though,like I always do because when I pay for a movie,I see the whole thing,no matter how lame it is. I had every reason to walk out but since it was just a buck,it wouldn't have been worth the effort. Maybe the people behind this thought that since it's geared twords sex,they had to make little effort in story writing. It's no wonder it escaped my memory until I saw it here on IMDb. (02/03/2016) Edit : I found it on VHS,bought it and gave it A look. It's still as forgettable as it was then.

The biggest thing about this movie is how beautiful it is. Yes, symbols are somehow too transparent, plot and music a bit cheesy,a bit too superficial, but it is so beautiful that you kinda forget those things. actors are beautiful , setting is beautiful, sex scenes are beautiful. Very sensual, but making-love-in-the-light-of-a-setting-sun-on-the-beach kinda way. however the funny thing is that you will enjoy the film nevertheless and not only because of sex, but somehow this film is appealing. thought you understand the flaws of this film, you still get aesthetic pleasure on some basic, unspoiled by good taste and good movies level. I like this film because it proves that good film can be made in any genre. You should remember that this is an erotic film. otherwise, if you expect an independent film about love, you should watch something else.

The first time Carrie Otis appears on screen, she is a newly minted international lawyer at a job interview. She's breathless, anxious, and sounds fake. I thought she was doing the character, but in reality that was it. That's all she has for the entire movie. And Mickey Rourke? Did someone whisper to him that he was the sexiest man alive, or what? He does his best with Feminine Fantasy Number One, the mysterious, masculine, empathic self-made man who is filthy rich, but he simply can't pull it off without a French accent. Jacqueline Bisset's character should carry a sign around her neck -- "Bitch." There's not much point in going on about the plot, something out of a shoebox, which provides at least some material for a travelogue, though there have been better attempts to capture Rio ("Black Orpheus," eg.). The story gives Rourke a hang up. He can't stand to be touched -- let alone the other thing. But, no fear, Otis overcomes his inhibitions by the power of her pulchritude so we can end with a nearly explicit coupling. He turns out to be robustly masculine after all. Is that what "wild orchid" means? I mean, is it some kind of terribly mangled PUN?Here are some examples of the dialog. "Sometimes we all have to lose ourselves a little in order to find ourselves." And Otis: "I'm sorry," to which Rourke replies, "It's not you -- it's me." A sex scene dissolves into shots of the morning surf rolling in.Otis does in fact have one thing going for her, a slight lisp, in addition to her strong and attractive face and her robust figure. Rourke, though some sort of cryptohypnotism, has talked a bickering German couple into coupling in the back of a stretch limo while he and Otis watch. "Tell me what you see?" Rourke asks her. "I thee two people having thexth." There isn't anything much except thexth behind this excuse to cash in on the profits of Rourke's previous soft-core movie with Kim Basinger, and maybe take along some of the nut from "Emanuelle," another story about a rich man introducing a sexy but deprived young woman into the glories of debauchery. It's fun watching someone penetrate the mystique, but as the sociologist Erving Goffman once observed, often the real secret behind the mystery is that there is no secret at all. Maybe that's why masks are so commonly seen in this film.But this is a feminine fantasy, co-written by a woman, and so instead of bikini-clad young blond girl leaping in slow motion to bat the volleyball, we have Speedo-clad young men leaping in slow motion to bat the volleyball. I prefer the girls but both images are pretty banal.