THE PLEASURE SEEKERS, 107 minutes of good-looking tedium from 1964, retools 1954’s hit Three Coins In The Fountain, with the same director (Jean Negulesco) and cameraman (Daniel L. Fapp), switching Rome for Madrid and sticking a variably capable cast with a lousy script, travelogue fluff draped on a comedy-romance-musical.

Three hot-to-mate American girls (Ann-Margret, Carol Lynley and Pamela Tiffin) are squired around a variety of Spanish locations (and studio sets back home) by four guys, two American (Gardner McKay, Brian Keith), two Spanish (Tony Franciosa, André Lawrence) with one jealous wife (Gene Tierney, her last role) tossed in for good measure. Will it all work out so that we smile at the finish? Yes, it works out and we don’t care an iota.

Besides Madrid (showcasing the Prado), España scenery on view includes sections of Castille & Leon, Segovia, Marbella and Toledo. The indefatigable Sammy Cahn and James Van Heusen chummed up four songs, performed by Ann-Margret. She delivers her customary energy, and provides hot dance gyrations; the tunes are otherwise unmemorable. The busy bonk-obvious scoring from Lionel Newman and Alexander Courage somehow got an Oscar nomination.

Ann-Margret puts some oomph into it, Lynley and Tiffin are pretty bad. McKay is affably sly, Franciosa manages not only his usual sleaziness but mangles an accent (he sounds like Dracula), Keith is glum (a paycheck is a paycheck), Lawrence has as much charisma as a turnip. Tierney’s walk-thru at least lets her call Lynley a tramp and give her a slap.

With Vito Scotti, Isobel Elsom, Maurice Marsac and renowned flamenco artist Antonio Gades. The trite, tissue-paper script was written by Edith Sommer. Laid on for $2,100,000, grossing $5,700,000, 49th place for the year.