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That's the name of the film, but the double entendre is obvious. I just saw this film this weekend and, although the female characters are too starkly drawn--even caricatures, in my opinion--I would hope that DR-1 people get to see it one day.

It goes a long way towards pointing up the folly of women trying to emulate men in this particular arena.

However, since I live in one of the wealthiest towns in Florida (don't ask me how I managed that!), I have seen the American men who toss aside their wives for younger versions as readily as they turn in their sports cars or their Calloway clubs for newer models.

The number of quality women of a certain age who are lonely and available and, perhaps, driven to sex tourism is as much a comment on the folly of the partners who walked away from them as it is on their own attempt to fill the void.

Older men in North American society who need a shiny new ornament on their arm are far more deserving of scorn than the partners they have shed who resort--yes, resort--to vacation gigolos.

My opinion of course.