Another of those frantic, eye-rolling European-village comedies--coy as beck and beside itself with a hyperthyroid plot. This one's set in Amor Milagroso, a Spanish fishing town where ex-fisherman Benito finds two golden statues--a male and a female nude that lock together appropriately and seem to offer a supreme sense of joyous wellbeing and renewed youth. In fact, hitherto rather cool about sex, Benito and his wife Concepcion suddenly never had it so good, conjugal-wise. But the word gets around, and soon everyone is after Benito and the golden figures: the local count (a political enemy turned friend); some conniving art dealers with diverging sexual tastes; the local priest (only interested for scholarly reasons); an acquisitive Mayor; and a legendary gentlemanly bandit. There are chases on land and sea, assaults and dreadful threats, a cross-stitch of deals--and, at the last, Benito puts his life on the line to preserve the statues for the village, which expects tourists and pilgrims to flock on in. Noisy, with every possible clichâ€š of caricature and mock-patois endemic to the genre.