One of those rare movies in the soft-porn category with a name relevant to the content. The story takes off with a whorehouse in Brooklyn in the earlier half of the 20th century. A girl is born to one of the prettiest whores in the brothel... and the mistress is delighted. The girl, she predicts, will become the prettiest, and, consequentially, the most sought-after whore there ever was. So interest is high.
The focus shifts to a few years later, when the girl is 12 years old. By freak chance, she happens to meet a soothsayer; a woman in black velvet with a cracked crystal globe. The soothsayer predicts that this girl has been born to love (see, I told you the name was relevant!), to love and not to sell her body as a whore. The girl, who so far has a very glamorous view of her mother's profession, is very much affected by these words.
Again a few years pass by in a few seconds, and voila! The girl is 16, time to start work! She escapes the brothel and starts searching the world for true love. A few boring and inefficient men later, she finds the man who can understand her and appreciate her properly... end of story.
This is a lucid and coherent version! Unfortunately the movie is nowhere near as comprehensible. There are the omnipresent, omnipotent censors hacking away as usual. There are stills where the picture is supposed to be rolling, and there are places in the story where you get so confused between the past and the present that you wonder if this is a sci-fi movie.
The actors are no great deal, and if the central character is supposed to be the prettiest whore in Brooklyn, man, Brooklyn guys must be really desperate! As for viewability, just two words... keep away!