There is one thing to commend Scorpio 70 and that is that it manages to inject a hint of cinematic sophistication into what is otherwise a pretty dreary late '60s-early '70s sexploitation film. Taking cues from the stylings of the nouvelle vague it uses a non-linear style of story telling that is unexpected in a low rent production and hints that maybe there was a hint of talent behind the lens.Couples join a cruise on what must surely be the world's smallest passenger ship, among them newlyweds, too long weds, and a scheming heroin importer and his rent-a-wife. Much like Sunset Boulevard (probably the only time I'll ever use that film while discussing a low budget grinder), it starts with a body being hauled out of the water and we then see how it got there.A not particularly attractive cast doesn't really help things either but they're generally competent given the level of the script. Helped by rare color photography but it's a pretty hard slog, best for devotees only.