Flick James
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« on: December 21, 2010, 09:54:16 AM » |
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I couldn’t find an existing review for this film, so I figured I’d do one.
The line between grade B and Z for this Italian “women in prison” exploitation film released in 1984 is so blurred one can barely see it. A detailed plot synopsis is not even necessary. A woman gets herself deliberately incarcerated in order to find the only witness to her sister’s murder. That’s all you need.
This film has all the WIP cliches: shower scenes, prison dykes, lesbian guards, torture with hot pokers, rape from the prison warden, you name it. And, yes, lots and lots and lots and lots of gratuitous nudity. This might be mildly entertaining if the women were attractive. Boobs and the kind of bush you’d expect from an Italian WIP film released in 1984, and this every five minutes. At some point one says to oneself “I’d really rather see a tenth of the nudity from some 8’s and 9’s than this constant barrage of 2’s and 3’s.”
What made this film entertaining was the dialogue, particularly in the sex scene setups, and all delivered via bad English overdub, and enough to fuel an episode of MST3K. This stuff was bad, and entertainingly so in many cases. The black inmate who pairs up with one of the white male prison guards at one point actually mentioned having “vanilla ice cream on her chocolate cake.” I was rolling.
Yes, this film was bad. Very, very bad. Not terribly watchable, but if you’re in the mood for really bad dialogue you can laugh at, this will do. Strictly from a “so bad it’s good” perspective, I’ll give it a 3/5.
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