If there is one thing I’m kinda into, it’s the idea of “untamed maidens” and the possibility of being captured as their mate.
This week, I want to travel back to the late 1950s to talk about a movie that is pretty notoriously bad. Â It’s kinda pointed to as one of those classic, women-gone-wild types of movies that came out near the end of the 50s. Â It’s almost like these movies were in direct conflict with the reality of housewives and the June Cleavers of the pop culture landscape. Â It’s a precursor to the sexual revolution that would grip the 60s. Continue reading “The Wild Women of Wongo (1958)”



