Stork

1971's "Stork" is a curiosity; some would say it is embarrassingly dated, yet it is still entertaining either despite this or because of it, depending on your point of view.

The set up is a fairly typical "fish out of water" story in which "Stork", the aptly nicknamed six-foot-seven titular bean pole, quits his job and crash lands in a friend's fashionable pad, where three men share the one beautiful girl, whom the credits tell us is named Anna but is only ever referred to by the other characters as "moll".

It is a bit disheartening to see future Oscar winner Jacki Weaver constantly denigrated as such, but she doesn't seem to mind. She is beautiful, talented, sexy. She lights up the screen. Without her the movie would be hard to trudge through, the company of the other characters not something you'd actively seek.

Aside from Weaver there are some amusing lines. The movie uses the trick of regular dream sequences in which the ungainly, excitable Stork imagines himself in a variety of different roles, such as arctic explorer looking to "strangle a darkie" (did I mention the movie is embarrassing to modern viewers?), AFL footballer, and modern artist whose technique is to throw up on the canvas.

The movie is a trifle nauseating along with the awkwardness it causes but it is at least entertaining from beginning to end.