Thief of Bagdad, The (1940)

Thief of Bagdad, The (1940)

“You’re a clever little man, little master of the universe — but mortals are weak and frail.”

Synopsis:
When a kind-hearted prince (John Justin) is betrayed by his grand vizier (Conrad Veidt), he befriends a young thief (Sabu) who helps him survive on the streets of Bagdad. Justin quickly falls in love with the beautiful daughter (June Duprez) of a toy-obsessed sultan (Miles Malleson), provoking the ire of jealous Veidt, who wants her for himself. Will loyal Sabu — with the help of a giant genie (Rex Ingram) he rescues from a bottle — be able to help Justin reunite with Duprez?

Genres, Themes, Actors, and Directors:

  • Conrad Veidt Films
  • Fantasy
  • Folk Tales, Fairy Tales, and Mythology
  • June Duprez Films
  • Magicians
  • Michael Powell Films
  • Rex Ingram Films
  • Sabu Films

Response to Peary’s Review:
Peary writes that “spectacular special effects and colorful, imaginative sets highlight this wondrous Arabian Nights tale, one of the cinema’s most popular fantasy films.” He notes that “Alexander Korda’s endlessly inventive production” — a “very loose remake of the 1924 Douglas Fairbanks silent classic” — “includes most everything a young fantasy fan desires: a handsome prince…, a beautiful princess…, a clever and incorrigible teenager…, a diabolical dressed-in-black villain…, a flying carpet, a giant genie (marvelously and menacingly played by Rex Ingram) in a tiny bottle, an enormous spider, a dog who was originally a boy, a flower that causes amnesia, a toy horse that can fly, fantasy lands, action and adventure.” He writes that while “halfway through the picture Justin and Duprez kind of fade out”, this is “okay because this lets Sabu and Veidt dominate the screen” as “terrific adversaries”. He argues that the “film is initially slow and a bit complicated” (I disagree), but that “the pace really picks up once Sabu meets Ingram’s scary Djinni” — and he points out it’s “unusual watching a long sequence (the best in the film) in a British production that features characters played by a dark-skinned Indian boy and an American black man.”

Peary doesn’t spend much time in his GFTFF discussing the film’s production design or history, but he goes into much greater detail in Cult Movies 3, where he expresses admiration that this film (helmed by no less than six directors) was completed at all, given Britain’s emergent involvement in WWII. But he also complains more about its weak points, writing, “I assume the critics who were so generous to the film judged it mostly on its appeal to kids. You can forgive its flaws, but it’s impossible to deny their existence.” I don’t really feel the same way. Sure, the special effects are at times clunky compared to modern-day CGI, but this is to be expected — and the overall magical feel surpasses any visual glitches. Regarding the film’s narrative structure — Peary argues it “opens clumsily” and “barely recovers from this awkward beginning” — I think it serves the nature of this material well: One Thousand and One Nights was infamously told as a series of interwoven tales that wouldn’t necessarily proceed in linear fashion. Ultimately, though, it’s the special effects sequences from this movie which linger in one’s memory: Ingram rising as a swirl of gray smoke from his bottle (what a clever initial trick Sabu plays on him!); Malleson attempting to embrace a many-armed “Silver Maid” statue; Sabu fearlessly doing battle with a giant spider; Sabu flying to the rescue on a magic carpet… This is a tale for the ages, and most certainly must-see viewing at least once for all film fanatics.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Sabu as Abu
  • Conrad Veidt as Jaffar
  • Rex Ingram as the Genie
  • Fabulous set designs and art direction

  • Georges Perinal’s cinematography
  • Lawrence Butler and Jack Whitney’s special effects


  • Miklos Rozsa’s score

Must See?
Yes, as a still-enjoyable classic.

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Peeping Tom (1960)

Peeping Tom (1960)

“Whatever I photograph, I always lose.”

Synopsis:
A deeply disturbed sociopath (Karlheinz Boehm) who kills women in order to film the look of fear on their face as they see themselves dying shares cinematic footage of his abusive childhood with a kind tenant (Anne Massey) whose blind mother (Maxine Audley) senses that Boehm is dangerous. When a stand-in (Moira Shearer) on the movie set where Boehm is employed is found murdered and stuffed in a trunk, detectives begin to hone in on Boehm as a suspect.

Genres, Themes, Actors, and Directors:

  • Child Abuse
  • Horror Films
  • Michael Powell Films
  • Movie Directors
  • Peeping Toms
  • Serial Killers
  • Shirley Anne Field Films

Response to Peary’s Review:
Peary writes that director “Michael Powell’s once damned but now justifiably praised cult film” is “sleazy-looking — after all, the subject is sordid — but [an] amazingly provocative picture” — one that’s nonetheless “not for all tastes”. He notes it was and is controversial in part because Boehm’s “violent acts corresponded to sexual gratification” — and “Powell doesn’t try to be subtle” given “the long, sharp, hidden knife that is attached to Boehm’s camera [which] emerges just before his murders”. He further adds that Boehm’s case is “peculiar” given that killing is not enough; instead, he must project “the woman’s dying expression on the wall in his room” in order to seek satisfaction. Peary (like many critics) points out that Powell “is making us identify with Boehm because we share his voyeuristic tendencies — like him, we are entranced by horrible images on the screen: murders, rapes, even mutilation,” and thus “we are in complicity with filmmakers who place brutal, pornographic images on the screen for our gratification.”

Hold it right there: I most definitely do NOT enjoy seeing such things on screen, and while I know many do, it’s sloppy to lump together all movie lovers (indeed, all humans) in this fashion. Peary adds that “if the voyeur is guilty of violating one’s privacy, then Powell sees the filmmaker as being guilty of aggressive acts not unlike rape (where you steal a moment in time, and a person’s emotions, that the person can never have back).” I’m ultimately more in agreement with Vincent Canby’s 1979 review of the re-released film (restored by Martin Scorsese), in which he states:

What seems to fascinate Peeping Tom‘s new supporters is Mr. Powell’s appreciation of the idea that the act of photographing something can be an act of aggression, of violation (of the object photographed), an idea shared by some film makers (including Alfred Hitchcock in portions of his classic Rear Window, made in 1954), professional thinkers and members of certain other primitive tribes … As interested as I am in films, the properties of the movie camera are not, for me, a subject of endless fascination. The movie camera is not magical. It’s a tool, like a typewriter.

Indeed, filming someone is not rape, and watching filmed images does not equate taking away anything from the person on screen, especially not in a violent fashion.

Back to Peary’s review (excerpted from his lengthier essay in Cult Movies), he points out that “the villain of the picture is not Boehm but Boehm’s dead scientist father (played by Powell in a flashback) who used his young son as a guinea pig, terrifying him and filming him to study the effects of fear on the boy’s nervous system.” (Ick; the fact that this is openly put forth in a film from this era is remarkable.) Peary reasons that Boehm “figures that since his scientist-filmmaker father in effect ‘murdered’ him, his guinea pig, then he, also a filmmaker-scientist, has a right to kill human beings when continuing Dad’s experiments.” This psychoanalytical explanation makes as much sense as any other; what’s indisputable, however, is how badly damaged Boehm is — which leads one to wonder why all the women around him (other than blind Audley) aren’t better at picking up on the rather obvious creepiness he projects from every pore. He lacks even Norman Bates’ attempts at charm and wit, and one can’t help feeling like the women he’s imperiling (specifically Massey) are out of their minds for hanging out with him.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Powerful direction by Powell

  • Otto Heller’s cinematography

  • Brian Easdale’s score

Must See?
Yes, for its cult status.

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  • Cult Movie

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Party, The (1968)

Party, The (1968)

“The picture was going fine until some idiot blew up the set.”

Synopsis:
A bumbling, socially awkward Indian actor (Peter Sellers) accidentally invited to a Hollywood party causes increasing havoc — with support from a drunk butler (Steve Franken) — while developing a romantic friendship with an aspiring French musician (Claudine Longet) .

Genres, Themes, Actors, and Directors:

  • Actors and Actresses
  • Blake Edwards Films
  • Comedy
  • Get Togethers and Reunions
  • Peter Sellers Films

Response to Peary’s Review:
Peary writes that “Blake Edwards and Peter Sellers teamed up for this almost forgotten non-Pink Panther comedy that contains some of the most hilarious sight gags in either’s career.” He adds that “in one of his greatest roles, Sellers is perfectly cast as the well-meaning but destructive Hrundi V. Bakshi”, who “can never take a hint…, is a mix of Hulot and Clouseau, and takes a back seat to neither”. He argues that “this would be a genuine comedy masterpiece if it didn’t fall apart about two thirds of the way through when the subtle humor suddenly becomes stupid and sloppy” — but he urges film fanatics to “by all means give it a look”. I’m mostly in agreement with Peary’s assessment of this film, which I was pleasantly surprised by during my revisit. One should be appropriately wary of white actors embodying people from other cultures and races, but Sellers does so respectfully and respectably, giving us a somewhat naive (though not stupid) man who may cause inadvertent chaos but simultaneously emanates genuine good-will. I agree that the “subtle humor” in the first two-thirds of the film are the best by far, with particular highlights the unexpected outcome of Sellers clinging a bit too closely to his cowboy-idol (Denny Miller), and Sellers having challenges with a toilet.

(I’m not a fan of the ongoing scenes involving Franken’s stupidly tippling manservant, which are are simply predictable.) The final act of the film, as things get increasingly wild, is surreal (check out the walking advertisement for a Flat Earth Society!):

… but an appropriate way to culminate this zany evening — and I love how musicians will keep playing no matter what…


Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Peter Sellers as Hrundi V. Bakshi (nominated by Peary as one of the Best Actors of the Year in his Alternate Oscars)
  • Sellers’ star-struck interactions with a cowboy actor (Denny Miller)
  • Colorful sets
  • Henry Mancini’s score

Must See?
Yes, for Sellers’ performance, and as a mostly enjoyable comedy.

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Darling Lili (1970)

Darling Lili (1970)

“Try to look reasonably happy. After all, it isn’t every day that a German spy is awarded the French Legion of Honor.”

Synopsis:
During World War I, when a German spy (Julie Andrews) posing as a dance hall singer falls for an allied pilot (Rock Hudson), she puts herself and others at risk.

Genres, Themes, Actors, and Directors:

  • Blake Edwards Films
  • Historical Drama
  • Julie Andrews Films
  • Musicals
  • Niall MacGinnis Films
  • Rock Hudson Films
  • Romance
  • Singers
  • Spies
  • World War I

Review:
Julie Andrews gamely tries her best in this colorful period-piece smash-up (directed by Blake Edwards) of a Mata Hari-like German spy/singer who allows her objectivity to be foiled by her romantic attraction to Hudson’s studly fighter pilot, and is followed by bumbling inspectors who appear to belong in a Pink Panther flick. In his scathing but telling review, DVD Savant notes that the “problem is a fundamentally inconsistent character in a dumb story, and a Hollywood system that thought it could make a foolproof attraction just by throwing millions into a picture with Julie Andrews on the marquee.” The best elements of this costly bomb are the colorful cinematography (though be forewarned, as Savant notes, that “Many scenes are long-lens coverage of people walking along rivers or luxuriating in beds, until the camera racks focus to reveal a giant flower in the foreground.”) and period sets.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Fine period detail
  • Effective cinematography

Must See?
No; you can skip this one unless you’re a Julie Andrews completist.

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Wet Parade, The (1932)

Wet Parade, The (1932)

“Can’t you two stop foisting your family nightmares on the rest of the world?”

Synopsis:
After her alcoholic father (Lewis Stone) commits suicide out of shame, a young woman (Dorothy Jordan) concerned about her hard-drinking brother (Neil Hamilton) follows him to Chicago, where he’s working in a hotel run by an alcoholic (Walter Huston) and his tee-totaling son (Robert Young). When alcohol-related tragedy strikes Young’s household as well, he and Jordan (who have fallen in love) decide to join forces in Prohibition’s fight against bootlegged liquor.

Genres, Themes, Actors, and Directors:

  • Alcoholism and Drug Addiction
  • Lewis Stone Films
  • Morality Police
  • Myrna Loy Films
  • Prohibition Era
  • Robert Young Films
  • Victor Fleming Films
  • Walter Huston Films

Review:
This Pre-Code drama (based on a 1931 novel by Upton Sinclair) about the emergence of Prohibition tells a powerfully interwoven tale of two families impacted by both alcohol and America’s failed attempts to eradicate its production and distribution. Made during the tail-end of Prohibition (which lasted from 1920-1933), this film is clearly critical of the soon-to-be-abolished constitutional amendment, while also sympathetically establishing the rationale for its roots. Each scene builds dramatically upon the next, showcasing a cast of characters whose motivations range from simply enabling their own addiction, to making a buck off of ignorant consumers, to attempts to reduce suffering through elimination of both legitimately produced alcohol and its toxic replacements. Young and Huston turn in especially impactful performances, showing the tragedy of a grown son watching his father destroy his life. Thankfully, the ending is hopeful, prophesying that all will be remedied by the time the new generation comes of age — not true, of course, but at least strides to understand and address alcoholism as a disease have been made since then. Ken Burns and Lynn Novick’s 5.5 hour documentary series Prohibition (2011) is strongly recommended as accompanying viewing for this film.

Note: Watch for Jimmy Durante in a comic relief role (doing his “ha-cha-cha-cha” schtick) as Young’s colleague, and Myrna Loy as Hamilton’s cynical girlfriend.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Robert Young and Walter Huston as Kip and Pow Tarleton
  • George Barnes’ cinematography
  • A powerful historical glimpse at Prohibition and its impacts

Must See?
Yes, as a fine film showing a critical era in American history.

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  • Historically Relevant

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Tamarind Seed, The (1974)

Tamarind Seed, The (1974)

“There is no force outside this world which gives justice to the weak.”

Synopsis:
During the Cold War, a British Home Office employee (Julie Andrews) falls for a Russian attache (Omar Sharif) while vacationing in Barbados, but refuses to become romantically involved. Is Sharif being truthful when he tells her he’s become disillusioned with the Soviet Union — or is Andrews’ superior (Anthony Quayle) correct in assuming he’s recruiting her to be a spy?

Genres, Themes, Actors, and Directors:

  • Anthony Quayle Films
  • Blake Edwards Films
  • Cold War
  • Julie Andrews Films
  • Mistaken or Hidden Identities
  • Omar Sharif Films
  • Romance
  • Spies

Review:
Julie Andrews cracks nary a smile (and certainly not a song) in this somber but reasonably engaging romantic drama — directed by Blake Edwards, whose screenplay was adapted from a 1971 novel by Evelyn Anthony — about uncertain loyalties and chronic distrust during the Cold War. The production design and cinematography (with fine on-location shooting in Barbados, Paris, and England) are solid, and John Barry’s score adds tension at key moments. Unfortunately, the tentative romance itself takes too long to fully spark; Andrews is right to be skeptical but — oddly — comes across as a bit too reserved and pragmatic.

Much more exciting are behind-the scenes tensions involving a closeted gay diplomat (Dan O’Herlihy) whose wife (Sylvia Syms, giving an emotionally charged performance) discovers evidence of deception; it’s too bad their story isn’t front and center.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Maurice Binder’s creative opening credits
  • Fine production design

  • Sylvia Syms as Margaret
  • Freddie Young’s cinematography
  • John Barry’s score

Must See?
No, but it’s recommended for one-time viewing. Listed as a Sleeper in the back of Peary’s book, which makes sense.

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Man With the Golden Arm, The (1955)

Man With the Golden Arm, The (1955)

“The monkey is never dead, Dealer. The monkey never dies.”

Synopsis:
A drug-addicted ex-con (Frank Sinatra) returns to his neighborhood hoping to start a new life as a drummer, but is challenged by both his neurotically clingy wheelchair-bound wife (Eleanor Parker) and his former dealer (Darren McGavin), who’s eager to get him hooked again. Will a kind neighbor (Kim Novak) and a loyal friend (Arnold Stang) help him stay clean?

Genres, Themes, Actors, and Directors:

  • Alcoholism and Drug Addiction
  • Eleanor Parker Films
  • Ex-Cons
  • Frank Sinatra Films
  • Kim Novak Films
  • Otto Preminger Films

Response to Peary’s Review:
Peary writes that this “effective Otto Preminger drama” — “famous for having defied the MPPA Code by dealing with drug addiction” — features Frank Sinatra giving “one of his best performances as Frank Machine”; Kim Novak “in one of her most relaxed, appealing characterizations”; and “taut and daring” direction by Preminger. However, he expresses frustration at the film being “much different than Nelson Algren’s prize-winning novel“, both in terms of altering “the book’s tragic ending” and in shifting Frank Machine’s “internal struggle and… ability to come to grips with his environment” towards “the struggle between good Novak and bad Parker for his soul”. While I haven’t read Algren’s novel and can’t speak to the motivations driving its protagonist, I was persuaded by Parker’s character symbolizing Sinatra’s “crippling” ties to his past, and Novak representing compassionate stability (the scene in which she holds Sinatra tight while he’s shivering on the ground is particularly moving). McGavin — best known to film fanatics as “Old Man Parker” in A Christmas Story (1983) — is eerily menacing as Sinatra’s dealer (ironically, he refers repeatedly to Sinatra as “Dealer” given Sinatra’s work as a poker game croupier). Elmer Bernstein’s driving score is top notch, and the cinematography is appropriately atmospheric. This one remains worth a look.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Frank Sinatra as Frankie Machine
  • Darren McGavin as Louie
  • Kim Novak as Molly
  • Eleanor Parker as Zosh
  • A refreshingly candid look at drug addiction
  • Sam Leavitt’s cinematography
  • Saul Bass’s opening titles
  • Elmer Bernstein’s jazzy score

Must See?
Yes, as a powerful overall drama and for Sinatra’s performance.

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  • Historically Relevant
  • Noteworthy Performance(s)

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Three Comrades (1938)

Three Comrades (1938)

“The war did such different things to people.”

Synopsis:
After World War I ends in Germany, three soldiers — Erich (Robert Taylor), Otto (Francot Tone), and Gottfried (Robert Young) — start a taxi and auto repair business and meet a young woman (Margaret Sullavan) in remission from TB. When Erich falls in love with Sullavan, they decide to marry despite her health issues and his lack of money — but how long can their happiness last?

Genres:

  • Franchot Tone Films
  • Frank Borzage Films
  • Friendship
  • Illness
  • Lionel Atwill Films
  • Margarat Sullavan Films
  • Monty Woolley Films
  • Robert Taylor Films
  • Robert Young Films
  • Romance
  • Veterans

Response to Peary’s Review:
Peary writes that this “lovely, much underrated romantic tearjerker” is “sensitively directed by Frank Borzage — one of the few Hollywood directors who sincerely believed in the power of love” — and “adapted from Erich Maria Remarque’s novel by F. Scott Fitzgerald”. He argues that this is a “very moving film, not only because of the love between the three men” but given “how three gallant men and one woman sacrifice all for love and principle”. He writes that “Sullavan is fabulous, reaching our emotions with every expression”; in Alternate Oscars, he names her Best Actress of the Year, adding: “She makes us sigh with her romantic words and glances (her characters always have different perspectives on life than those around her), delights us with her gentle humor, and makes our eyes fill with tears… [She] is wistful [and] haunted: as one listens to her distinct, throaty voice one immediately gets the uneasy feeling that Pat already has one foot in heaven.” He calls out the “wonderful final shot”, noting that in this powerful moment, Sullavan is “as effectively restrained as [in] the rest of [her] performance.”

I’m not as much a fan of this tearjerker as Peary is. Fitzgerald’s script — which was notably altered and cut so that only about a third ended up on the screen — is overly vague at times (particularly regarding Young’s character), and it’s odd to watch a period film taking place in (studio-bound) Germany after World War I when viewers at the time were surely caught up in more recent world developments. It is indeed touching to see how the three men (veterans) stick together through thick and thin, but Taylor’s romance with Sullavan doesn’t hold much dramatic weight: the biggest conflicts are whether she will give up a life of comfort with a wealthy man (Lionel Atwill in a throwaway role) —

… whether she’ll tell Taylor she’s ill before they marry (she arguably should but doesn’t); and when she’ll die. Sullavan’s performance is indeed luminous and other-worldly — she’s a pleasure to watch. But overall, this one doesn’t quite live up to the praise Peary affords it.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Margaret Sullavan as Pat
  • Fine (though decidedly non-Germanic) performances by Taylor, Young, and Tone
  • Atmospheric cinematography

Must See?
No, though it’s worth a look for Sullavan’s performance.

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Wild One, The (1953)

Wild One, The (1953)

“What are they tryin’ to prove, anyway?”

Synopsis:
When a motorcycle gang led by a rebel named Johnny (Marlon Brando) wreaks havoc on a small town by disrespecting citizens and engaging in a fight with a drunk rival (Lee Marvin), the meek local police chief (Robert Keith) is quickly overwhelmed. Meanwhile, Brando falls for Keith’s beautiful but “square” daughter (Mary Murphy).

Genres:

  • Counterculture
  • Gangs
  • Lee Marvin Films
  • Marlon Brando Films
  • Motorcyclists
  • Small Town America

Response to Peary’s Review:
Peary writes that this “first and best of a terrible genre” — the “motorcycle film” — was “based on true events: in 1947, 4,000 members of a motorcycle club gathered for a three-day convention in Hollister, California, and terrorized the town.” He notes that this is the movie that “firmly established Marlon Brando’s alienated antihero/rebel screen image”: here he “plays the moody, mumbling, leather-jacketed leader of the ‘Black Rebels'”, and is clearly a “tough guy” but “smarter and, beneath his detached attitude, more decent than the other punks.” Peary argues that while the “film isn’t particularly impressive”, it “has a few exciting scenes” and was likely appealing to young audience members given that “the townspeople who try to drive away the cyclists come across as being just as bad as the cyclists.” Pretty Murphy is a refreshingly independent romantic protagonist, and Brando certainly fits the bill as an intriguing bad boy — but the storyline offers little other than mayhem and havoc; it’s hard to blame the town for wanting their peace, quiet, and safety back.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Marlon Brando as Johnny
  • Mary Murphy as Kathie
  • Atmospheric cinematography

Must See?
No, though it’s worth a look for its historical relevance.

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Faster, Pussycat! Kill, Kill! (1965)

Faster, Pussycat! Kill, Kill! (1965)

“You look to me like a gal with a big appetite for everything.”

Synopsis:
When three go-go dancers — Varla (Tura Satana), Rosie (Haji), and Billie (Lori Williams) — go drag racing in the desert, Varla ends up killing the boyfriend (Ray Barlow) of a bikini-clad girl (Susan Bernard) who the group then kidnaps. They end up at the home of a reclusive, secretly wealthy sociopath in a wheelchair (Stuart Lancaster) who is cared for by his two sons: a mentally slow hunk nicknamed “The Vegetable” (Dennis Busch) and his brainier brother (Paul Trinka). Sex-obsessed Billie pursues Busch, while Varla attempts to bed Trinka in order to learn where Lancaster’s money is hidden, and Bernard tries to escape.

Genres:

  • Kidnapping
  • Millionaires
  • Revenge
  • Russ Meyer Films
  • Strong Females

Response to Peary’s Review:
Peary notes that this “impressive early Russ Meyer film” — notable as “John Waters’ favorite film” — features “three independent, aggressive, voluptuous females who do as they please”, though “as role models for recently ‘liberated’ women, they are the pits.” In his synopsis, he writes that “Tura Satana is an eye-poppingly beautiful, large-chested karate expert who bosses around her two companions, sex-crazed, blonde Lori Williams and Italian Haji, who is amenable to following orders because she has strong feelings toward Santana”. He points out that the “well-made picture [is] shot almost exclusively outdoors”, that the “action scenes have zip”, and that “it’s noteworthy that women are actively involved in them” — especially given the presence of “hand-to-hand combat with men”. Peary is more critical of the film in Cult Movies 3 (1988), where he attributes Meyer’s success as a director to his honest admission “that he’s a male chauvinist who’s turned on by big-breasted women and makes exploitation films because he wants to make a lot of money”. Peary asserts that he doesn’t “think Meyer’s films are important enough to get really angry about”, but he finds it annoying that Meyer “dupes” college-aged fans (as he himself once was) into thinking he’s a “maverick filmmaker”.

Peary goes on to write that this, Meyer’s tenth film, is his “least objectionable” — “so outrageous that it’s funny”, and only bordering “on being off-putting”. Given that “there are no rapes, just rape attempts” — and no resorting to “having… women’s clothes ripped off” — Peary “can accept Meyer stuffing his four female leads… into skimpy costumes and shooting them at every possible compromising angle so that their enormous chests seem to jump toward our eyes”. He appreciates “some quirky and amusing touches” in the film (including the “swingin’ lingo” employed by the girls), noting that the deaths “are all boldly directed and have strong impact” and that “all the action sequences have pizzazz”. Peary is pretty accurate in his fair but critical assessment of this cult feature, which surely should be seen once by all film fanatics simply given its utterly unique stars (Satana particularly), its unforgettable title, and its striking imagery — but a return visit isn’t necessarily necessary.

Redeeming Qualities and Moments:

  • Tura Satana as Varla

  • Strong direction and editing by Meyer


  • Walter Schenk’s b&w cinematography

Must See?
Yes, of course, as a long-time cult favorite.

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