Cult film maker Bert I. Gordon, best known for his films that feature oversized monsters (which gained him the affectionate nickname 'Mr. B. I. G.'), ended his career with several pictures that saw him becoming more exploitative by bringing sex into the mix. Satan's Princess is a supernatural cop movie, but it features an awful lot of T&A and soft-core romping, making it great fun for those who like 'em sleazy.
The always great Robert Forster plays tough retired police detective Lou Cherney, who doesn't let his crippled leg (caused by a bullet to the knee) stop him from roughing up the bad guys (his no-nonsense methods see him ramming a peeping tom's face down a toilet). Approached by a desperate father, Cherney investigates the still unsolved case of the man's missing teenage daughter and finds himself embroiled in the world of voodoo and witchcraft, the girl having fallen in with a very bad crowd led by wicked modelling agency owner Nicole St. James (played by the drop dead gorgeous Lydie Denier), who is a lot older than she looks.
The plot, which also concerns a 500 year old painting that somehow depicts Cherney and St. James, doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but the film rattles along at a decent enough pace - Forster giving it his all despite the preposterous nature of proceedings - that the lack of logic doesn't really matter. Of course, the frequent nudity from delectable Denier doesn't hurt, plus we get some wild nonsense courtesy of Cherney's possessed mentally disabled son Joey (Joey), and the occasional spot of gnarly gore for splatter fans, the juicy highlight being the smashed in face of a woman who has taken a high dive from an office building.
The ending of the film is a bit daft, St. James tearing the flesh off her face to reveal that she is an ancient demon with dreadlocks, but it's still a lot of fun.
The always great Robert Forster plays tough retired police detective Lou Cherney, who doesn't let his crippled leg (caused by a bullet to the knee) stop him from roughing up the bad guys (his no-nonsense methods see him ramming a peeping tom's face down a toilet). Approached by a desperate father, Cherney investigates the still unsolved case of the man's missing teenage daughter and finds himself embroiled in the world of voodoo and witchcraft, the girl having fallen in with a very bad crowd led by wicked modelling agency owner Nicole St. James (played by the drop dead gorgeous Lydie Denier), who is a lot older than she looks.
The plot, which also concerns a 500 year old painting that somehow depicts Cherney and St. James, doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but the film rattles along at a decent enough pace - Forster giving it his all despite the preposterous nature of proceedings - that the lack of logic doesn't really matter. Of course, the frequent nudity from delectable Denier doesn't hurt, plus we get some wild nonsense courtesy of Cherney's possessed mentally disabled son Joey (Joey), and the occasional spot of gnarly gore for splatter fans, the juicy highlight being the smashed in face of a woman who has taken a high dive from an office building.
The ending of the film is a bit daft, St. James tearing the flesh off her face to reveal that she is an ancient demon with dreadlocks, but it's still a lot of fun.