from the title and what little i know about it subject matter and i be expect a belle de jour meet jack the ripper kind of thing but imagine my disappointment when and after an intriguing start and this be forsake for bore political machination which ineffectively breach thriller territory towards the end . actually and it get silly by the minute represent from have sigourney weaver ( play a researcher in anglo arab relation moonlight a a high class escort ) chat up an arab playboy cinematic banter at a society party with be i suppose to say your place or mine . to which he retort and no and these day you say betamax or vhs . while to see michael caine ( a a celebrity british diplomat ) standing in the rain hold out a bouquet of flower for weaver whom he have fall for in the course of her extra curricular activity and with whom he have have a minor fall out . still and the often nude weaver be nevertheless quite good in her role but the film be certainly no belle de jour ( 1967 ) and it be easy to see why bob swaim career go downhill very quickly after have make the excellent french policier la balance ( 1982 ) .