Trilogy of Lust (1995) Julie Lee/Tun-Fei Mou.

This brassy, sordid, uncommonly explicit Cat III skinflick features hardcore in-out, absolutely NO Pixelization of said naughty bits! A slovenly Fishmonger (Wai Dik-Chan) ventures to the mainland in order to find/purchase a wife (Julie Riva), once the deal is struck, their somewhat abusive matrimonial union is rocked to breaking point by his wife's increasingly flagrant extramarital nookie with a younger man. Needless to say, all this rampant cuckoldry, and the sinister scheming of his errant wife fatefully boils over to a bloody crescendo of cathartic Cat III unpleasantness. While it is indeed mighty lusty, it is NOT part of a trilogy, spawning an equally lurid, unrelated sequel, huzzah! I must confess that I found the graphic sex absolutely gratifying, I would also be interested to find out how it was initially marketed in China, and was it released entirely uncut in all Asian territories? Trilogy of Lust is arguably one of the most sexually extreme Cat III I have seen, and I can't help believe that many of the more outré examples of Nikkatsu Roman porno would benefit greatly from a similarly progressive lack of censorial interference.

 Black Magic Woman (1991) – Deryn Warren.

Slick, glossily erotic 90s occult thriller presents Mark Hamill's horn-dogging, upwardly mobile art curator Brad being understandably bewitched by the sultry, enticingly buxom sorceress Apollonia (Cassandra Perry), and not long thereafter plummeting his bourgeois life into a maelstrom of black magic-induced misfortune. It is quite fair to say that the picante Black Magic Woman is frequently prone to steamy Zalman King-isms, which proved saucily apropos. The performances are credible, and dare I say it, appreciably lusty, with Hamill proving dynamic as the cursed Lothario. While tech aspects are solid, Black Magic Woman's bunny boiler'd plot is a pretty standard iteration on the ol' hell hath no fury bobbins, but as vengefully scorned women go, hot tamale Apollonia has prodigious hex appeal! Director Warren conjures up some tangible menace in the suspenseful final act, wherein we see the brimstoned depths of Apollonia's dreadful ire.    

Hypnosis and Beyond (1980) – Robert Emenegger.

Another credulity baiting journey into the scurrilously speculative realm of mankind's hunger for extra-sensory potentialities, hosted by the ecstatically wonderful curator of all things gnostic...and Beyond, William Shatner. If the mesmerizing man-cake Mr. Shatner said God is a hedgehog, I would unquestioningly go thither, find a hedgehog, and reverently place it up my beautiful sit-upon, such is the breathtakingly lunar-like magnetism of Shatner's Promethean personality. My fellow Shatnoids will no doubt have already enjoyed this sumptuously exploratory TV delicacy, but it was a new one, apologies, a new aged one for me, and while there were, alas, no mention of omnipotent hedgehogs, it was generously replete with all the high-voltaged Shatnicity that I find so intellectually replenishing. 

 Verbotene Liebe aka Forbidden love (1990) – Helmut Dziuba.

Not exactly the love that dare not speak its name, but these teenaged dreamers nascent sexual awakening ultimately proves catastrophic once Barbara's parents discover what they've really been doing behind the bike sheds. With exquisite photography, an exceptionally quality text, and naturalistic performances, East German director Helmut Dziuba's compelling, emotionally charged drama remains no less electric today that upon its original release. With teenage pregnancies, homelessness, and long-term unemployment being anything but a distant memory in the UK, the themes of this impactful East German drama remain uncomfortably relevant.

While Georg and Barbara's absolutely earnest, yet injudicious affair acts as both a cautionary, and bitter sweet, melancholic tale, Dziuba's tender, humane feature contains moments of light, and great beauty that leavens the oppressive gloom of the final act. As a vivid snapshot of youthfully incandescent passions, Verbotene Liebe proves unerring, but it is also a remarkably sensitive portrayal of love and innocence, contrasted by the reactionary, pointedly judgemental, wholly unloving response of their peers, family members, and state. While my German is passable-ish, I missed some of the narrative subtleties, due to regional dialects, and the unfamiliar officious jargon during the court case, hopefully Forbidden Love, and other East German gems will be given some HD TLC.

 Superchick (1973) – Ed. Forsyth.

'Last one on the bed, gets no head!'

Dazzlingly capable Superchick (Joyce Jillson) portrays the officious, yet unassuming air hostess, along with her insatiable, karate-chopping, hot-panted blonde-haired heroine as she lustily embarks upon a salacious series of soft-cored, rumpy pumpy-inflected trans American adventures. Upbeat, resolutely cornball, super sunny, slap n' tickled 70s fare, a gloriously goofy, conspicuously groovy snapshot of that most plasticized, hedonistic and colourful of epochs. While Scorsese, De Palma, Monte Hellman et. Al were blazing new cinematic trails, Ed Forsyth luridly presented bouncy, lowest common denominator rompage like Superchick, and I, for one, 'ain't go no problem with that at all, dude! Superchick is junk, but it's altogether amiable junk, the most entertaining aspects of the film being the egregious dialogue, objectively funky score, and a bullshido fight scene worthy of Stephen Seagal himself. Like Botoxed horror-bag Katie Price, Superchick has aged badly, but one shouldn't be too unkind, since the allure of the film's effervescent star remains thrillingly undiminished!

 The Devil's Hand (1961) William J. Hole Jr.

A mesmerizingly magnetic blonde witch Bianca (Linda Christian) sultrily appears in the fevered dreams of handsome devil Rick (Robert Alda), acting against the wishes of his peachy fiancee (Ariadna Welter), he fatefully discovers that this sublime apparition is certainly no less beguiling in the flesh, and is drawn deeply into the malign mysteries of diabolical devil god Gamba. As a lightweight example of beatnik'd occult B-horror, The Devil's Hand proves entertaining enough, technical aspects, and performances are sound, if a little stiff. While The Devil's Hand is no more demonic than a Martin Denny album, and the text is refried Sax Rohmer, I remain a sucker for monochromatic, Martini-soaked deviltry. For added pep, there's righteous surf guitar sounds, a captivating bongo dance routine, plus voluptuous Villainess Bianca is one bewitchingly buxom, evil-ass witch!

 Takin' it all off! (1987) - Ed Hansen.

This spicy strip-tease comedy features the pulverisingly pulchritudinous presence of Kitten Natividad, and a bawdy text by Grindhouse legend George 'Buck' Flowers, thereby endowing soft core skin-flick Takin' it all off with some bona fide Drive-In kudos. With such audacious levels of full-frontal nudity, one can readily overlook the dearth of brainiac subtext. The 'plot', if one might dare call it that, concerns our lissome lovelies attempting to put on a racy burlesque show, in order to raise enough geld to prevent the studio being shut down by sleazy financier (John Alderman); which happily provides for a teasingly arbitrary series of suggestive jiggling about in our horny heroines uncommonly fetching birthday suits.

Takin' it all off! Is a splendidly smutty 80s hootenanny replete with plentiful hooters, and hypnotised hotties, with mammothly mammaried Russ Meyer muse Natividad providing for some truly eye-popping displays of voluptuous erotica. As drama it's pretty arid, but appreciated as a generously juicy slice of cheesecake, it is satisfyingly slathered with creamy fleshly goodness, and some of the colourful backstage banter is pretty funny. If y'all righteously dig on titties, especially big ol' titties, Takin' it all off! Certainly lives up to the perky promise of its bouncy title. Betty Bigones (Natividad) remains the greatest practical effect I have ever seen, and I was hugely saddened to discover that the maddeningly ear-worming theme song is currently unavailable as a mobile ring tone??!!!!