Weekend With the Babysitter : George E. Carrey stars as Jim, a well-off B-movie director who falls for his kids' babysitter. It's not hard to understand the attraction: his wife, a washed up actress-turned-junkie, is pretty damn irritating. Plus, the babysitter gives him some tips on the ridiculous script he's working on--a motorcycle gang/hippie movie. Trouble mounts while the director and babysitter are exploring free-wheeling good times (under the guise of doing movie research) when Jim's wife gets in too deep with some drug dealers by offering up her husband's fancy boat to complete a drug deal in exchange for another fix. What's funny about this film is that its predecessor, The Babysitter (1969), also stars George E. Carrey in what amounts to the same part. In this one, George E. Carrey is credited as co-writer of the film's plot. Funnier still is the babysitter, played here by Susan Romen, is named Candy, which is the namesake of the earlier film's babysitter as well, as depicted by Patricia Wymer. The most "meta" connection between the two is that, when Candy review's Jim's new script, she criticizes the dialogue, noting that "people don't talk this way." For all we know, she could have been reading the script of the earlier Babysitter film--although it's amusing to note that the Candys in both films enjoy saying "Ciao, baby!" This one is mostly entertaining, although the 1969 film is better by a thin margin.
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The Teacher
(1974)
She's Not Mrs. Robinson
13 April 2014
The Teacher: An 18-year-old high school grad finds himself being seduced by his (married) teacher. Her husband is seldom around, though, so she's bored and oh-so horny. It's not hard for teacher to seduce the boy, particularly because of access: she's friends with his clueless mother for some reason. Also: what 18-year-old needs convincing to bang his smoking hot teacher? It turns out that there's trouble for them everywhere but between the sheets. It's unclear as to whether or not you're supposed to feel sorry for the boy's parents--particularly because they're so stupid. This is the kind of movie you watch when you're half-way gone, or at the very least on the way there. It's fun for what it is: tacky, campy fun.
Cindy and Donna
(1970)
Sleazy and Fun
13 April 2014
Cindy Donna: The story of two horny half-sisters suffering suburban ennui in the 1970s. Virginal,15-year-old Cindy idolizes her older, sexually promiscuous half-sister, Donna. When she spies Donna banging her father (Donna's stepfather), Cindy decides that she's ready to experiment with her body and her sexuality, too. More sex (and tragedy) ensues. The staff that worked on this flick knew it was smarmy when they made it. It's good fun to watch, primarily because Cindy, played by Debbie Osborne, is insanely cute and spends a lot of her time in various stages of undress. The film also has a ridiculous, schmaltzy soundtrack that's half awe-filled, horn-ball sleaze and half after-school special. A highlight of the Drive-In Cult Classics collection.
The Devil's Hand
(1961)
Fun Nonsense
13 April 2014
The Devil's Hand: Rick is your average guy with a nice, average fiancé except for one thing: he's having wildly lucid dreams about a sexy blonde. The dreams inexplicably bring him to a doll shop in the middle of the night, where he spots a doll resembling his dream woman in the window. Disturbed, he returns the next day during normal business hours with his fiancé and things get weirder as they stumble into a world of voodoo, devil worship, and more dolls! This film could have been subtitled "Deus ex machina," but it's mostly entertaining, and scores an extra point or two for having a totally retro-cool surf guitar opening credits tune.
The Babysitter
(1969)
Classic Drive-In Exploitation + American Beauty = The Babysitter
13 April 2014
The Babysitter: A hen-pecked prosecuting attorney begins an affair with his blonde bombshell of a babysitter--the aptly named Candy. Candy, by the way, says things like: "Wow, man--I totally dig you--you really turn me on!" and "Ciao, baby!" Unfortunately, a murder case he's working on involving a motorcycle gang prompts the gang leader's "old lady" to blackmail him for her boyfriend's release. There is also a thin subplot involving the attorney's lesbian daughter. Patricia Wymer is smokin' hot as the bubbly, music-loving not-quite-a-hipster babysitter.
Fun little movie! One of the best in the Drive-In Cult Classics collection.
Fun little movie! One of the best in the Drive-In Cult Classics collection.
Pink Angels
(1971)
Not Quite the Cross-Dressing Easy Rider
13 April 2014
The Pink Angels: A cross-dressing, homosexual motorcycle gang hits the road to go "down the coast," to get their star queen (the only black guy in the group) to a ball. Meanwhile, a stationary, conservative nut-job sits in his suburban compound obsessing over the "long-haired freaks" threatening good-old fashioned American values while listening to talk radio. Of course, the boys are harmless. They only appear tough, a look they achieve by butching themselves up with fake facial hair, gravelly voices, and swastikas. The film is mostly a silly, harmless lark that could read as a spoof of the motorcycle road movie if the viewer is generous enough to make the leap. The earnest, patriotic soundtrack is completely ludicrous, and oddly works in the film's favor. What doesn't are the final two minutes of the picture, wherein the narrative wildly shifts gears.
Blood Mania
(1970)
Soap Opera & Soft-Core, Yes--But Not Much Blood
13 April 2014
Blood Mania: A scumbag doctor is blackmailed by a former associate to fork over $50,000 in hush-money for performing illegal abortions. To make matters worse, one of his despicable bed-ridden patients has a slutty daughter that won't take "no" for an answer-- she just wants some scumbag doctor sex! It doesn't take long for the daughter to realize the doctor needs a lot of cash--stat. Finally, she has the opportunity to make the doc her personal sex-slave boy-toy: murder dad! This movie seizes every opportunity to take the low road: it has a great deal of nudity, perhaps to distract the audience from the fact that the characters are all generally nasty and repulsive. It's more of a sleazy, soft-core porn/soap opera than it is the horror film it bills itself as. Pay no attention to the opening credit sequence, as it has nothing to do with the rest of the film. For cartoon fans, there is a wickedly cool animated title card at the film's opening.
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