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The trial of don Juan

A comedy of passions

The modern Don Juan is a woman in disguise—both a womanizer and a manizer, and active in both fields.

Famous, indeed legendary, she wears high boots, a flowing white shirt and a stylish little mustache, as if she’d just stepped out of the 17th century—everything but the sword.

She climbs balconies, changes lovers as fast as if she were dancing, and displays her sharp and wounding wit—in a way she does carry a sword— whenever it can win her a conquest.

Trouble is, she likes to gamble, and isn’t nearly as lucky at cards as she is at love. She loses fortunes, and is obliged to marry—in her role as a man.

But her wives—look, it’s not her fault!—die. And those who had stood to inherit believe she murdered them.

She’s been indicted, she’s a fugitive from justice, and now she’s making a video about what really happened—her testimony to the judge whom she dare not face in person.

Her adventures take her from Seville to Switzerland to Turkey to a Greek island to Rio de Janeiro—

—a Don Juan out of Molière, Byron and Mozart, always in command, always victorious—well, at least until she meets Celeste—

—and encounters in her an aristocracy of feeling that compels in Don Juan the love she usually commands from others. And Celeste loves her—as a man. What happens when she takes off the mustache?

Leporello, Don Juan's servant and foil, misses no chance to contradict or belittle "him," though they have an affectionate bond. "She won't look that good in the daylight, sir." "Who wants to see her in the daylight?"

Rich widow Pucci Winkleman and the Don fall in love and marry. When she finds out he's a woman she conspires with him to keep it a secret—

—even from her sister-in-law Philistia. And when Pucci accidentally falls from a high place, and Philistia doesn't inherit, she begins an obsessive quest for revenge.

Livingston Bartlet rescues the Don from a gambling fiasco, and the Don rescues her from a husband she can't bear.

When she is hit by a train, he joins Philistia in her campaign to prevent Don Juan from enjoying their money. While gambling with it—

—the Don is drugged and kidnapped by an Emirate sultan, and taken to a house on the Turkish coast—

—where she is caught in the bath with the Sultan's seventh wife.

Don Juan escapes, abandons herself to the sea, and swims from wherever she is (she doesn’t know it’s Turkey) to a nearby island—

—where she emerges nude before the unbearably proper Roger Humphrey, who falls in love.

Relieved by Don Juan's facility with disguise, he takes "her" home, where his wife Thomasina falls in love with "him."

Don Juan is on the point of escaping this tense situation when in walks Celeste, whom he had loved at first sight in Seville years earlier—

—and has never stopped dreaming about, chasing her nude up eternal staircases, through labyrinths of pillars, in the sea.

With Celeste is her domineering husband, Bloke Bletherington, a dangerous man, and a jealous one—a Blackwater type with worldwide connections.

But now that Celeste is here, Don Juan is helpless to leave. They are in love, and Bloke sees it.

When Don Juan reveals herself to Bloke as a woman, he takes “her” to Rio—and drowns. By accident! Really, that’s how it happened!

And how did the bitchy sister-in-law die? Well, Don Juan did try a little voodoo while she was there—but she’s not on trial for that! 

Tell it to the judge. And Don Juan is on the run.

Pretentious pictures presents

The trial of don Juan

A comedy of passions