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Wednesday, January 22nd, 2014

Ribald exploitation with a bodacious bevvy of nubile sci-fi starlets, all doing what nubile starlets do  best: removing all their fab gear at the soonest opportunity, and, then, like, get it on to the super-fuzz, way-out beat sounds of Herr Stu Philips. While ‘The Curious Female’ isn’t on par with the work of Radley Metzger it is still hugely entertaining, and genuinely funny to boot!

Set in a not-so Orwellian future, the island of future Los Angeles is ruled by the omnipotent ‘Master Computer’ (little more than a sonorous baritone voice), and all the decadent youth must abstain from the dreadful calamity of monogamy; and it is expressly forbidden to watch stag reels from the early 20th century. Basically, one is encouraged to live a polymorphously perverse life, but should you cue up a Russ Meyer-type flick, ‘Master Computer’ blows a despotic diode and slams said errant voyeur into the clink. ‘The Curious Female’ is far more ‘The Schoolgirl Report’ than, say, ‘Silent Running’, so hardcore SF addicts would best look elsewhere (Theodore Sturgeon this ‘aint!) but fans of far-out slap and tickle will find much to enjoy in Paul Rapp’s effortlessly groovy ‘The Curious Female’.

I did enjoy seeing the nightclub Lothario do his oily schtick on one of the reluctant ‘virgins’, as he was also clearly the voice for ‘Master Computer’. There was an equally amusing sequence in a day-glo hippie ‘joint’ whereby another of the film’s ‘virgins’ was accosted by two idiotic, octogenarian bikers, and is then rescued by the most unconvincing martial artist since an especially irksome clutch of turtles took up Tai Chi. Apparently she was simply ‘looking for trouble’? Obviously this fellow was a seer, with a far more acute sense of perception than mere mortal man; as the girl in question was simply sitting in a bar huffing on a desultory fag! So, naturally, this being the late, and oh-so permissive  60’s, said lunkhead demanded the brutal sex from her that she so clearly craved, and gave her one beneath an epic, psychedelic light show worthy of ‘Holy Mountain’.

While this rather incongruous blend of clumsy SF and bawdy comedy is not exactly a masterpiece of erotica, it works brilliantly as a giddy microcosm of super-contrived 1960’s grooviness! and it would make a suitable pairing with the likes of ‘Valley of The Dolls’, or ‘Barberella’ etc.


Saturday, January 18th, 2014

An absolutely stonking example of Jess-Franco-eque titillation from sun-splashed Greece. Director Kostas Karagiannis doesn’t appear to be a sleazoid neophyte, as he directs his feisty (and not too mention nubile) cast with great aplomb, and gets on with the sordid matters at hand with admirable alacrity. This especially lurid narrative concerns the exploitative, and overtly libidinous orbits of one especially Greek male animal, Stathis; a tall, handsome, and brooding manipulator, who finds little trouble oozing his way into the innumerable confines of many young ladies undergarments, but, sharing the fate of many a svelte-moving Lothario, seems unable to keep hold of the momentary bounty bestowed upon his by this legion of  This pulpy tale of arch sexual machinations is handled well by Karagiannis, and I found myself wholly absorbed, not only by the generous wealth of exposed nubile flesh, but by these seedy, amoral characters, all of whom spiral inexorably into a glorious, Giallo-esque vortex of fervid sex and hot, bloody violence. I must admit that my initial, pre-viewing interest was somewhat perfunctory, but mere seconds into the hep-cat title sequence my fears were allayed, and ‘Tango of Perversion’ proved to be a giddy foray into murderous decadence.


Monday, August 8th, 2011

Entertaining politically charged Giallo starring genre stalwarts Adolfo Celi, Lou Castel and the delightful Beba Loncar.