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Showing posts with label Brinke Stevens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brinke Stevens. Show all posts

Thursday, 19 January 2017

Slave Girls from Beyond Infinity (1987)

How bad does acting need to be before it gets accused of no longer meeting the minimum requirements of the definition? The answer is subjective, of course, but Slave Girls would make a good case study in that department.
It's pure trash. However, despite the attempt at philosophising the hunter/predator relationship, it probably set out to be, so perhaps its inclusion is an unfair one. If you're drawn to its cheesy charms then it hit its target.
It's one of many films from the 80s VHS boom that had a title better than the actual content, but they were a welcome challenge to the dominance of Hollywood, nonetheless, and I hope their legacy continues to speak to those that understand the even greater need for such challenges these days.

1½ competitive instincts out of 5

Sunday, 20 April 2014

Screaming in High Heels: The Rise and Fall of the Scream Queen Era (2011)

If you ventured into a shady corner of an independent video store in the 80s, you’d likely have seen colourful boxes on the higher shelves with titles like The Return of the Living Dead (1985), Teenage Exorcist (1991) and Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers (1988). You might even have picked one up and tried to look older as you walked sheepishly to the counter. This doc looks at the work of three of the most hard-working women in that genre, women who collectively gave boners to about 50% of the teenage male population: Linnea Quigley, Brinke Stevens and Michelle Bauer. They shatter the cheap-slut image the media painted them with; they’re respectful and intelligent people that did a job and helped define an era.

3 girls your momma wouldn't like out of 5