After hubby Ted goes to work, Ellen putters around the apartment in her nightgown cleaning up. When she takes the trash out, the janitor forces her into his apartment and rapes her. When he...
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Zeb finds a doll and a ring in a garbage can. Then, he sees Ann going to work with her friend Babs. He thinks she looks like the doll. When he gets home, he caresses the doll... Ann feels ... See full summary »
In his first documentary, Nestler uses a rather unconventional way of telling the story of a small Northern German seaside village. The protagonist and narrator is an old, worn-out dike ... See full summary »
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A man wakes up alone in a brightly illuminated white room with no windows or doors. When he presses a mysteriously phallic protuberance that appears on one wall, a pink toothbrush ... See full summary »
Emanuel spends his days at a sanatorium. Falling in love with another patient, he narrates his and his fellow patients' attempts to live life to the fullest as their bodies slowly fade away, but their minds refuse to give up.
A succinct short tackling gentrification and social cleansing in Britain. Following three disadvantaged youths through areas and imagery which reflects the background of the young women but... See full summary »
Nina, a young girl staying in the French countryside with her aunt and father is living in a world which is contaminated, literally and figuratively. It is always a mystery when you do not understand your place in this world.
After hubby Ted goes to work, Ellen putters around the apartment in her nightgown cleaning up. When she takes the trash out, the janitor forces her into his apartment and rapes her. When he tries to rape her again, she dispatches him and then hits the road, a fugitive from injustice. She goes to the Big City and encounters a string of situations where she gets used and abused. When she finally finds a nice woman to rent from, the woman's son turns out to be a detective, which threatens her newly found identity and peace of mind. Written by
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There were several different posters for this film, all of which featured various women in states of undress (bra and panties, negligee, etc.). None of the women in the posters appeared in the film. See more »
When Meg is walking down the staircase to the janitor's apartment, she is wearing open-toed mules. In the scene in the apartment itself, however, she is wearing regular pumps. (Fact: the feet in the shot on the stairwell are actually those of Doris Wishman; they can also be seen in the Port Authority crowd scene). See more »
Watching Doris Wishman movies is like driving past a car wreck; you know you're gonna see something awful if you look, but you just can't help yourself! The Something Weird DVD edition of "Bad Girls Go To Hell" that I just watched is paired with another Wishman epic, "Another Day, Another Man," and it makes for one perfect(ly awful) double feature. In "Bad Girls...," a young woman kills her janitor, comes to NYC and is attacked/seduced by practically every person she bumps into. A nice twist ending DOES mitigate some of the weirdness that precedes it. In "Another Day...," a woman with the hugest bouffant hairdo you've ever seen becomes a call girl to pay for her hubby's doctor bills. But these capsule descriptions can't possibly describe the level of sleazy teasing that these films are all about. While neither features ANY frontal nudity at all--odd, given the fact that Wishman's "Nude on the Moon," made five years EARLIER, was replete with nudity--the level of leering is not to be believed. Now I know what a raincoat-wearing old man in a 42 St. theatre in the mid-60s must have felt like. Trust me, you will need a HOT shower after watching these sleazy flicks. Lingering shots of a tossed-off brassiere lying on the floor are Wishman's idea of titillation. And her direction really does make Ed Wood look like Orson Welles. She seems incapable of shooting anything without including meaningless shots of inanimate objects. And there is no synchronized dialogue to speak of. As the "Psychotronic Video Guide" so rightly puts it, "it's a rare occurrence when a few words happen to match the lips." So why have I given these flicks two stars? Because you stare at your TV screen in utter disbelief, occasionally cracking up, and by the end realize that you HAVE, somehow, been entertained. And since neither film is much longer than an hour, the experience flies by pretty quickly. Thank God.
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