Directed by Irwin Berwick

Stars: Jill Lansing, Katie Johnson, Stuart Taylor, Alex Mann, Tammy Taylor

"I'm gonna get the highest grades and studying isn't gonna have anything to do with it!"

Poor Kim! He boyfriend Kevin dumped her for a rich bitch, her father committed suicide, and she's flunking half of her classes. She might not graduate! What's a girl to do but turn to prostitution?

Laughable from beginning to end on so many levels...Pick your target, there are many. The soundtrack, the clothes, the acting, the nudity (none of which is arousing), the drug use, the idea that the main character would even be remotely appealing to ANYONE enough to pay her for sex. (She looks nothing like the chick on the movie posters, something you'll notice right away.) This is just bad, but bad in a funny way. Follow Kim and Lucy's example- bring out the bong if you plan to watch this junk.
 

Directed by Robert Anderson

Stars: Sue Allen, Nancy Ison, Debbie Osborn, Cheryl Powell

"Cindy, if that skirt were any shorter, it'd be up to your bellybutton!"

What kind of children does the following combination produce- sloppy drunk mom plus perverted father? Well, take a look at Cindy and Donna. Donna's a certified slut, and Cindy is considering taking the same route.

A fairly decent 70's sexploitation film that doesn't skimp on the nudity. This flick has an aura of innocence to it that's appealing, but some of the story elements might be a turnoff. And the actors portraying the teenage girls do look awfully young, while their sexual partners are much older. The abrupt ending is startling. They probably were running out of film and decided on a quick ending!

Directed by Mario Pinzauti

Stars: Antonio Gismondo, Paola D'Egidio, Serafino Profumo, Maria Rosaria Riuzzi

"I'm just showing you that you're a slave, and I'm master of your body and life."

An Italian sexploitation/blaxploitation hybrid about life on a Louisiana plantation. A better title would be Oops, I Married My Black Sister. Anyway, there is beaucoup interracial sex and graphic violence to satisfy lovers of this type of ilk.

Rhonda goes to Louisiana to visit the cotton plantation of Master Richard Hunter, who was once married to her cousin. Richard asks her to stay on and help manage the place. Rhonda is a kinky bitch, and it isn't long before she's eyeing the  male slaves and getting a sparkle in her eye when she witnesses them being punished. Also hip to the fact that the white men take advantage of the female slaves, Rhonda wants in on some of that action. Before you can say "Emancipation Proclamation" she's getting her rocks off.

Richard becomes infatuated with a Mandingan princess he  has purchased and rapes her. She dies in childbirth. The slaves hide the child, fearing Hunter will hurt it. Meanwhile, Rhonda has become Richard's lover by impressing him with her cruelty and willingness to be his white slave. These two freaks were made for each other!

Twenty years later, Clarence Hunter comes home after completing his education in England. He falls instantly in love with the minister's daughter. Rhonda is not happy about this. She wants to run the plantation and since Richard won't marry her, Clarence is her only other chance at taking over. When the elder Hunter finds out her plan, he almost has a heart attack! He knows her too well and doesn't want her marrying into the family. So Rhonda goes on the attack, seducing Clarence a.s.a.p.
Soon she is sleeping nights with daddy and son. Ewwww...

Clarence, as much of an asshole as his father, still sexes Rhonda while pursuing Reverend Foster's daughter. He asks Mary to marry him and she accepts.
Rhonda is really pissed now and coerces Clarence into some group nasty with two slaves. Her plan backfires; Clarence tells her she's perverted and he doesn't want anything more to do with her. He's disgusted with himself for having sex with a slave since he detests them.

Mary and Clarence marry, soon she is pregnant. While he's away in New Orleans, she gives birth. The baby is black! It turns out that Mary is actually the daughter Richard Hunter had with the Mandinga slave woman. Well, before it's all sorted out, Rhonda is killed by Richard, and Clarence causes the death of Mary. At the end, Richard Hunter decides to accept the baby as his heir. Please contact me if you can complete the family tree for these degenerates.
 

Directed by Just Jaeckin (REALLY)

Stars: Corinne Clery, Udo Kier, Anthony Steele, Alain Noury, Laure Moutoussamy

"O was very surprised at having her hands tied, since she had every intention of obeying her lover."

A soft-focus erotic extravaganza detailing one woman's sexual journey into the world of master and servant. Yes! Painstakingly adapted from the Dominique Aury novel,  this sexploitation classic is presented with taste and artistry.

An attractive cast, sumptuous sets, and atmospheric music raises this one above mere pornography. Those not aroused by S & M will find this limp entertainment, but those of us who appreciate a strong whip hand will love this one!

Directed by Jean Rollin

Stars: Pierre Julien, Gilda Arancio, Joelle Coeur, Francois Brincourt, Willy Braque

"That bed seemed to be waiting for us."

The opening titles and catchy theme song gave me high hopes for this skin flick. Unfortunately, my dreams were quickly destroyed. Jean Rollin made this stinker?!
Oh, the humanity! This weak story of two "teen" hitchers and their encounter with lusty jewel thieves is by turns laughable and dull. The only erotic scene is early on, when the two nymphos get it on in what they think is a deserted house. (When will white people quit just walking up in folks' cribs? It only leads to trouble every time...)
Since this is the first sex scene, I recommend turning off this junk right after. If you can stomach ugly people body bumping, view on! The most enjoyable part of this film is the smoky jazz soundtrack, fitting for this type of fare.  The domineering female crook,  in her leather pants and riding crop, is of minimal interest. It wouldn't be a crime to skip this blot on Jean Rollin's record.

Directed by Tinto Brass (Uh-oh, you know what that means!)

Stars: Helmut Berger, Ingrid Thulin, Teresa Ann Savoy,  John Ireland, John Steiner

"It would have been easy enough to choose professionals, but The Fuhrer has greater confidence in political faith than technique."

Wacky Nazi sexual hijinks run rampant in this perverse 70's sexploitation flick. Female German citizens are recruited to house a special brothel servicing the Reich's officers, all so that their sexual acts can be secretly recorded for blackmail purposes. Once again Brass shows he has balls of aforementioned metal. He has no restraint. Racism, necrophilia, transvestism, gratuitous violence, perversity, voyeurism, and the most twisted Nazi propaganda abound. You won't want to watch, but you won't be able to resist.

Everything is on display, up close and personal, nothing is left to the imagination. The orgy scene where the ladies are initiated into their new profession is bizarre. The test scene in the cages (with all manner of partner, including a Gypsy, aggressive lesbian, an amputee, and an emaciated Jewish prisoner, among others) is astonishing. You will not believe this was put on film.

The saving grace are several musical numbers, most starring the enigmatic madam Kitty Kellermann. They are each delightful and original, a welcome respite from the predominant nastiness.

As an experienced viewer of Nazi sexploitation, your Mistress declares this one as one of the most degrading and disgusting- but it is done with style. Movies of this genre ALWAYS go totally over the top, and I can only speculate that because the Nazi's were so extreme in their beliefs and actions, the filmmakers feel free to unleash their darkest fantasies on camera, without fear or any sense of self control. Not recommended except to the most hardcore cult movie fan. None but the brave can handle this Nazi sextravaganza.