Robert "Count Yorga" Quarry is a riot as King Faraday, the tyrannical, ultra-sleazy producer of various micro-budget trash flicks with titles like "I Rip Your Flesh with Pliers Part 2". A clueless sort, he fires the movies' technical advisor (Stuart Benton) only to rehire him as a screenwriter of his next epic, "Werewolves in Heat". Then, Faradays' hot-to-trot wife Candy (Delia Sheppard, "Any Given Sunday") turns on the heat, and tries to inspire Benton to bump off Faraday.
Although "Sexbomb" can be patently dumb at times, it *does* work as a skewering of ultra low budget B flicks, and the making of them. In that sense, it's kind of like "Hollywood Boulevard", a schlock movie that makes fun of schlock movies before it. It does often generate some real laughs, but the kicker is this cast, including ever-adorable B movie icon Linnea Quigley (here, billed using only her first name) as an eager-to-please starlet, Stephen Liska ("Star Trek III: The Search for Spock") in dual roles (primarily an eccentric mobster), and especially Quarry, who's great fun to watch, to the point that you miss him when he's written out of the picture.
To add to the fun, there is a variety of bargain-basement effects and gore, and an ultra-cheesy rock video as icing on the cake.
Incidentally, the director / co-writer, Jeff Broadstreet, knew EXACTLY what he was doing here: one of the first images in his movie is a close-up of Linneas' breasts.
Six out of 10.
Although "Sexbomb" can be patently dumb at times, it *does* work as a skewering of ultra low budget B flicks, and the making of them. In that sense, it's kind of like "Hollywood Boulevard", a schlock movie that makes fun of schlock movies before it. It does often generate some real laughs, but the kicker is this cast, including ever-adorable B movie icon Linnea Quigley (here, billed using only her first name) as an eager-to-please starlet, Stephen Liska ("Star Trek III: The Search for Spock") in dual roles (primarily an eccentric mobster), and especially Quarry, who's great fun to watch, to the point that you miss him when he's written out of the picture.
To add to the fun, there is a variety of bargain-basement effects and gore, and an ultra-cheesy rock video as icing on the cake.
Incidentally, the director / co-writer, Jeff Broadstreet, knew EXACTLY what he was doing here: one of the first images in his movie is a close-up of Linneas' breasts.
Six out of 10.