I had intended to watch The 5000 Fingers of Dr. T for my 5000th review on IMDb but I couldn't find it, so I plumped for yet another trashy women-in-prison flick instead (to be honest, I didn't look THAT hard for the Seuss film). Caged Women is short on '50s surrealism and bizarre musical numbers but heavy on sex and sleaze, with nary a frame going by without bums, boobs and bush.
Former Spanish beauty queen Pilar Orive plays American traveller Janet Cooper, who finds herself thrown into a remote South American women's prison on a trumped-up drugs charge. While she is subjected to the usual genre ordeals (forced to strip, abused by a lesbian guard, a pressure-hose shower, sold for sex etc.), helicopter mechanic Frank Nolan (Christian Lorenz), with whom Janet had a steamy one-night stand, attempts to find the missing woman.
Writer/director Leandro Lucchetti packs plenty of sex and nudity into his film, but with none of the gritty mean-spiritedness to be found in many similarly themed movies, Caged Women might well disappoint many fans of Women In Prison movies. What's sorely needed is some sleazy Jess Franco style torture and sadism, but what we get is almost a parody of the Women In Prison genre, with far-too-attractive prisoners in extremely short smocks (one inch below minge base) menaced unconvincingly by Captain Juan (Aldo Sambrell), lesbian guard Gerda (Elena Wiedermann) and their clientele of wealthy farmers who pay to have sex with the women.
I realise that most viewers aren't watching this kind of film expecting absolute realism, but the film borders on the farcical at times, the most ridiculous scene seeing Janet and fellow American inmate Louise (Isabel Libossart) trapped in a cage under the mid-day sun, licking the sweat off each other's naked bodies to stay alive (never mind the fact that doing so would actually make them ill - it's sexy, so screw logic!). Luchetti also stretches plausibility during the 'human hunt' finalé, with Frank (who has made his way to the island) hiding guns in all of the traps on the island for the women to use against their pursuers. How did Frank know where the traps were? How did he get hold of the weapons? How did he find time to put them in the traps? Wouldn't he have been better off keeping a machine gun for himself and using the element of surprise on the prison guards?
Don't get me wrong... I didn't have a bad time with the film (it's certainly a lot better than the previous WIP film I watched: Savage Island 'featuring' Linda Blair), but I had hoped that the Playboy-style sexy stuff would be balanced by more deviant exploitational goodness - you know... like human experimentation, flesh-eating rats, electrodes applied to tender body-parts, and sex-crazed dwarfs.
Former Spanish beauty queen Pilar Orive plays American traveller Janet Cooper, who finds herself thrown into a remote South American women's prison on a trumped-up drugs charge. While she is subjected to the usual genre ordeals (forced to strip, abused by a lesbian guard, a pressure-hose shower, sold for sex etc.), helicopter mechanic Frank Nolan (Christian Lorenz), with whom Janet had a steamy one-night stand, attempts to find the missing woman.
Writer/director Leandro Lucchetti packs plenty of sex and nudity into his film, but with none of the gritty mean-spiritedness to be found in many similarly themed movies, Caged Women might well disappoint many fans of Women In Prison movies. What's sorely needed is some sleazy Jess Franco style torture and sadism, but what we get is almost a parody of the Women In Prison genre, with far-too-attractive prisoners in extremely short smocks (one inch below minge base) menaced unconvincingly by Captain Juan (Aldo Sambrell), lesbian guard Gerda (Elena Wiedermann) and their clientele of wealthy farmers who pay to have sex with the women.
I realise that most viewers aren't watching this kind of film expecting absolute realism, but the film borders on the farcical at times, the most ridiculous scene seeing Janet and fellow American inmate Louise (Isabel Libossart) trapped in a cage under the mid-day sun, licking the sweat off each other's naked bodies to stay alive (never mind the fact that doing so would actually make them ill - it's sexy, so screw logic!). Luchetti also stretches plausibility during the 'human hunt' finalé, with Frank (who has made his way to the island) hiding guns in all of the traps on the island for the women to use against their pursuers. How did Frank know where the traps were? How did he get hold of the weapons? How did he find time to put them in the traps? Wouldn't he have been better off keeping a machine gun for himself and using the element of surprise on the prison guards?
Don't get me wrong... I didn't have a bad time with the film (it's certainly a lot better than the previous WIP film I watched: Savage Island 'featuring' Linda Blair), but I had hoped that the Playboy-style sexy stuff would be balanced by more deviant exploitational goodness - you know... like human experimentation, flesh-eating rats, electrodes applied to tender body-parts, and sex-crazed dwarfs.