Bad Girls Go to Hell (1965)

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... See full summary »

Director:

Doris Wishman

Writer:

Doris Wishman (story and screenplay) (as Dawn Whitman)

Stars:

Gigi Darlene, Charles E. Mazin, Sam Stewart

Cast

Cast overview:
Gigi Darlene	...	Meg Kelton / Ellen Green
Charles E. Mazin	...	Husband Who Rapes Meg (as George La Roque)
Sam Stewart	...	Ed Bains
Gertrude Cross	...	Mrs. Thorne (as Sandee Norman)
Alan Feinstein	...	Ted Kelton (as Alan Yorke)
Barnard L. Sackett	...	Tom (as Bernard L. Sankett)
Darlene Bennett	...	Tracy
Marlene Starr	...	Wife Who Rents Meg's Room
Harold Key	...	Janitor

Storyline

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.

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Plot Keywords:

cult film | independent film | softcore | grindhouse film | psychotronic film | 

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Taglines:

bad girls - thrill seekers

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Genres:

Drama

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Certificate:

Not Rated

Details

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Release Date:

16 May 1969 (West Germany)

Also Known As:

Ich will dich ohne...

Filming Locations:

New York City, New York, USA

Company Credits

Production Co:

Juri Productions

Technical Specs

Runtime:

65 min

Sound Mix:

Mono

Color:

Black and White

Aspect Ratio:

1.37 : 1

Did You Know?

Trivia

Included in a 1990 VHS series hosted by Joe Bob Briggs (John Bloom) titled "The Sleaziest Movies in the History of the World."

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Goofs

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).

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Connections

Featured in American Grindhouse (2010)

User Reviews

Like Watching A Car Wreck

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.