Reception
After the release of Immoral Tales, Borowczyk began to fall out of favor from film critics. New York Magazine wrote a negative review referring to the film as "episodic and disjointed, but also written with a great deal of stupidity" and describing the story-telling, directing, acting and photography in the film as "wretched".
Among modern reviews, Allrovi gave the film three stars out of five, feeling that first two stories did not work as well as the second two as well as stating that it was Borowczyk's move from "arthouse material and toward softcore; as such, the material displays its director's characteristic intelligence but lapses into exploitation a little too often". In an overview of Borowczyk's work in the film magazine Senses of Cinema, Immoral Tales is referred to as his weakest amongst his first five feature films and that "an unsensational approach to the material and detached gaze of the camera make it closer to a surrealist text than a pornographic movie." David Kehr wrote a review for the Chicago Reader praising that the film "contains some very elegant images" but compared it negatively to Borowczyk's followup Story of a Sin which Kehr proclaimed "avoided the trap of superficiality by adopting an ironic mode. Here, he seems entirely too sincere—and more than a little dull."
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