The reputation of 'Myra Breckinridge' has more to do with Gore Vidal and William Buckley than the film itself. Vidal's source novel attempts to invert social conservatism and patriarchal oppression through shock tactics - a woman raping a man with a strap-on. This kitsch adaptation was meant to be more of an ideological catalyst for the gender and censorship debate than a masterpiece in its own right. It worked.
It think that it's better (and certainly funnier) than it's infamous Golden Turkey reputation would make you think,.There was an old HBO comedy series called "Dream On" that used exactly the same style of cutting to old vintage film clips in a double entendre way as the characters spoke. Im a Raquel Welch fan too, she was also undeserving of a Golden Turkey rep and was actually a pretty good actress most times.
Camp up, satire down. A patchy adaptation of Vidal's more pointed novel. Not entirely toothless and with some decently arch moments - notably the associative intercutting from old Hollywood films - but lacking incision with either too literal or too coy renderings of key scenes from the book. Welch surprisingly captures the right mood with a light comic touch, but elsewhere the acting chaffs rather than coalesces.