Nicole (1978)

     Sometime in the late seventies, an obscure movie was made that told the tale of an arrogant millionairess who treats people like property until her curiosity wanes and they're ultimately dispatched by a murdering psychopath chauffeur.  Under most circumstances, Nicole, as it was originally titled, would have been forgotten quickly and lost to film oblivion where it most appropriately belongs, save for the fact that it contains the one and only nude scene of a young "Kathy Bach" who would reach the height of masturbatory fantasies of young men nationwide thanks to her portrayal of the scantily clad "Daisy Duke" in "The Dukes of Hazard" from 1979-1985.  Enter Troma Films, always scanning the celluloid gutter for repackaging, where they bought the rights to the only passable copy, renamed it Crazed and marketed it as the film with Catherine Bach's tits.  Well, it worked because I sat through this dull drama in hopes that I can save the next couple of unfortunate skin buffs from wasting an hour-and-a-half of their day that would otherwise be dedicated to internet porn.

Nurse Sherri (1978)

 

     It's 1978 and the exploitation phase is quickly coming to the end of the drive-in era.  Looking to squeeze one more film out of Independent-International Pictures, known for such low-fare classics like Satan's Sadists and Dracula vs. Frankenstein, co-founder Sam Sherman is inspired to film an erotic nurse-related movie after watching Roger Corman strike gold with Night Call Nurses and Candy Stripe Nurses earlier that decade.  All he needed was a hook.  The supernatural horror film Carrie was all the rage and that was more than enough for Sam to combine the genres together and summon his partner-in-crime, Al Adamson to direct.  The result became Beyond the Living or Horror Hospital or Killer's Curse, Hands of Death and Black Voodoo.  Ya see, neither Al or Sam actually knew how to market their finished product.  Helluva way to end your run, boys.

Satan's Mistress (1982)

     Yeah, I know the screen cap above doesn't match.  This motherfucker has more names listed than a phone book.  The original U.S. title release was Satan's Mistress, however, when this was released on home video it went by Dark Eyes, as seen above, as well as Fury of the Succubus, Incubus, Demon Rage and lately on DVD the shoddily retitled Demon Seed:

Satan's Cheerleaders (1977)

     Why would God's adversary need cheerleaders?  While you ponder that thimble deep query let me address this misleading title.  Yes, there are cheerleaders — a whopping four of them in fact.  No, they are not aligned with nor affiliated in any way to the theological enemy of all humanity.  If you were expecting a campy romp used as an excuse to get young, pretty actresses to disrobe, you'll be left limper than Rock Hudson was in Pretty Maids All in a Row.  After sitting down and watching it, I still have no clue what director Greydon Clark — responsible for one of MST3K's most famous episodes, Angels' Brigade —  was trying to accomplish as there seems to be two completely different types of movies presented here that eventually collide together like two shopping carts in Wal-Mart's chip aisle.

Black Candles (1982)

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Wanda, The Wicked Warden (1977)

     Take your pick: Wanda, Greta or Ilsa.  Regardless of Dyann Thorne's moniker, this is an unofficial entry in the Ilsa series.  Directed by well-known pervert Jess Franco, Wicked Warden is often referred to as the roughest of the Ilsa films. 

Sorceress (1982)

     Why Sorceress when there is no sorceress to be found?  Because Roger Corman asked a bunch of high school teenagers what would be a cooler sounding title instead of the more appropriate "The Barbarian Women" that director Jack Hill wanted.  Cheesy fantasy film that stars real-life twins and Playboy Playmates Leigh and Lynette Harris as Mira and Mara, the barbarian daughters of Traigon, an evil sorcerer who must sacrifice his firstborn so that the god Kalghara can keep the good times rolling.  What drew me to this film?  Swords, sorcery and:

The theater floor was a tad more sticky for some reason.

     The good news is the twins show their twins frequently.  The bad news is that everything else reflects the $23.75 budget Corman spent.  Mira and Mara are given special fighting powers by Krona, who appears more an Asian monk rather than a barbarian, via a momentary touch when they're babies and a shitty blue outline special effect.  That's it.  Fuck all that training noise, son!  Twenty years later Traigon is released from sorcerer prison and immediately continues his quest to sacrifice his daughters.  Krona has not aged well:

Master Moses teaches the Shaolin Tittyflash.

     After learning the truth about their father killing their mother - Mira and Mara are joined by a Viking named Baldar and an annoying fucking goatboy, Pando, who baas incessantly.  Along the way they recruit Deathstalker wannabe Erlick who gets to bang one of the twins.  The only semi-amusing scene is when one of the sisters is having an orgasm for the first time and the other feels it as well, which provides for this odd statement from Baldar:

How exactly would you KNOW it's Erlick?  Looks like old boy needs to close his drapes.  The finale includes, zombies, sacrificial virgins, an arm getting hacked off and the epic battle between the gods, Vitahl, a flying lion with abs and Kalghara, a uh, floating head of a fucked-up Mexican prostitute:

Still better than Avatar.

The movie ends with Erlick wisecracking about banging both twins as everyone then laughs like it's an episode of "CHiPs".  I'll be honest with ya'.  This is one film I actually tracked down because of the multiple topless scenes in the trailer.  Sharpen your sword someplace else.