Sex is perhaps the most perplexing activity engaged in by civilized human beings. The mice of the fields and the birds of the skies seem to have no trouble comprehending the ins and outs of copulation, but we of the higher species need consult the advice of experts, such as the snide and smarmy self-help columnists of sleazy newspapers and magazines. One such duo who dispenses love-life etiquette is the focal point of Fantasm Comes Again (1977). The pair of libido advocates opens their mail and reviews carnal conundrums ranging from how to fuel a three-way frolic to mastering the intricacies of library venery. Difficulties and solutions are played out in the instructional big-screen format.