Oh baby do we have lots to talk about today, my dear Enemaniacs!
This week’s B-Movie Enema is Caged Heat. It might, at first, come off as just a run of the mill, women-in-prison flick from the mid-70s. It might even come off as some of that sleaze Roger Corman was trading in during the 70s as well. To a very minor degree, I’d say you’re right about both things.
But… there’s a twist. You see, Corman wasn’t happy with the women-in-prison flicks previously released by his New World Pictures. He thought they were maybe missing something, something important, something fresh and new. So he tapped a producer at the studio to see what life can be breathed into this subgenre of exploitation. Enter Jonathan Demme. He had produced a previous Corman women-in-prison release, The Hot Box. This time, though, Demme wasn’t going to settle as a writer or producer. He wanted to direct. Continue reading “Caged Heat (1974)”
Ah… Women in prison flicks. I almost feel like I’m home after that literal trip through hell last week. What’s interesting is that this movie sort of has a connection to that bonkers Bruceploitation movie.
Violence in a Women’s Prison stars Laura Gemser, an Indonesian actress who starred in a lot of Euro-trash exploitation fair. She starred in X-rated stuff too. This is mostly due to her playing “Black” Emanuelle. Yeah… Remember the “femme fatale” in last week’s movie? Her name was Emanuelle too. So what’s that all about? Continue reading “Violence in a Women’s Prison (1982)”
In August, I attended HorrorHound Weekend in my hometown of Indianapolis, Indiana. As a veteran of various comic conventions and previous HorrorHound shows, it’s an experience I love. Do I spend too much money? Oh, for sure. Is it a lot of walking around and looking at the same thing over and over as if I’m driving an IndyCar around the famed Indianapolis Motor Speedway? Kind of. But what I enjoy can be summed up fairly easily by saying I enjoy the time with friends, buying stuff, and sometimes, sometimes, finding something new that I wouldn’t normally be aware of.
That brings me to a couple movies I’ll cover between now and the end of 2018 – Amazon Hot Box and Space Babes from Outer Space. The former being this week’s featured film. Continue reading “Amazon Hot Box (2018)”
We’re back for round 3 of Ilsa She-Wolf of SSeptember Month here at B-Movie Enema. Last time, I mentioned that this week’s installment, Ilsa, The Wicked Warden, was a bit of the redheaded stepchild of the series. It’s not because Ilsa is a redhead this time around (I mean… yes that too), but it’s really because this movie was never meant to be a part of the series.
The first two, as well as next week’s installment, were legitimately made to all be about a ball-busting chick (sorta) named Ilsa who ran a prison camp or a harem. This was actually meant to be entirely separate. This film was legitimately filmed to be like those other women in prison, sexploitation flicks and be marketed overseas. What better way to sell them than to have Dyanne Thorne be your villainess? And how do you give it more of the European flavor? Continue reading “Ilsa, The Wicked Warden (1977)”
Ilsa She-Wolf of SSeptember soldiers on with another installment in Dyanne Thorne’s ruthless, big-tittied, dominatrix title character’s filmography.
This time, she’s a harem keeper. A harem keeper of the oil sheiks.
I know what you’re thinking though… “Geoff, I read your B-Movie Enema blog loyally every goddamned week. I thought Ilsa died at the end of her first movie? What the fuck gives you pencil dick fuck nugget?” (Yes, I know that is exactly what you, my dear readers, say about me.) Continue reading “Ilsa, Harem Keeper of the Oil Sheiks (1976)”
Welcome to Ilsa, She-Wolf of SSeptember Month here at B-Movie Enema. What the hell does that mean? Well, over at Film Seizure, I’m co-hosting a month of sexy thrillers called Sexy September. What better way to compliment that than to have a scumbag version of the same theme over here?
And, if I’m going to do that, there’s only one way to make it really scumbaggy… Nazisploitation.
Nazis are evil sons of bitches. They are basically the lowest form of person to have ever lived. While I’m sure it can be argued exactly how many people in the German population between 1933 to 1945 were true blue believers of the horrific ideals of Adolf Hitler, there’s no better movie villain ever than those damn scuzzy fuckin’ Nazis. Continue reading “Ilsa, She-Wolf of the SS (1974)”
Aw shit yeah, Enamaniacs. I have a very good feeling about this week’s B-Movie Enema.
Looking back on Black Friday 2017, I excitedly took advantage of a massive sale on the Vinegar Syndrome website. One of the movies I was excited to pick up was The Muthers. The reasons were plentiful.
For one, it looked like a pretty sweet action movie with ladies takin’ over boats and blowing shit up and stuff. I felt it was likely going to have a blaxploitation slant, and I think you all know how I feel about that sub-genre. It also was starring some pretty hot ladies. I think you all know how I feel about that topic too. That’s not all, I think almost all these chicks have been in Playboy. So, there’s that too. It’s also a “women in prison” flick that was pretty popular in the 70s and into the 80s. But it allowed me to cross another thing off the ol’ checklist – Filipino sleaze. Continue reading “The Muthers (1976)”